Although she had just tricked Bai Wuheng in front of Ye Yunting,
Lin Fuying did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed, and instead was quite composed.
"Brother Bai, how is your hand injury?"
The concern on Lin Fuying's face seemed genuine, but to Bai Wuheng, even if it were real, it still carried a hint of falsity.
Seeing Bai Wuheng with a cold expression and silent, she inevitably grew a bit impatient.
In her view, she had always been the dominant party in her relationship with Bai Wuheng.
So on what grounds could Bai Wuheng give her such an attitude?
Even though she looked down on Bai Wuheng in her heart, she had to admit that Bai Wuheng still held a lot of utilitarian value to her at present.
By whatever means necessary, she had to coax him back first.
"Brother Bai, I... I truly didn't expect Brother Yunting to strike so harshly."
Her face was a picture of panic and confusion, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her at all.
"Your injury..."
