Suddenly, she realized, "You mean, my spine is okay?"
Song Cheng sneered: "Of course I'm fine, there's just some blood on the wound."
The haze in front of Yatong dissipated instantly: "Are you telling the truth?"
The meaning in Song Cheng's eyes became more obvious, and he said jokingly,
"Sister, do you doubt my intelligence? You are my trump card now. If you are really disabled, how can I expect you to marry into the Song family and get the old man's shares?"
Yatong finally believed it, but her body still couldn't move.
Before she could frown, Song Cheng said, "You can't move, this is only temporary."
"Oh..." She finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as everything was alright.
It felt like the doctor told her she had a terminal illness and then said the diagnosis was wrong.
She calmed down for a moment and responded.
"Xiao Cheng, you want everyone to think that I really can't stand up. In fact, you want me to win everyone's sympathy."
Song Cheng took an apple from the fruit basket and skillfully peeled it with a fruit knife.
Circle after circle, the peel was not broken at all. A gloomy look flashed across his face, which was a bit evil. He emphasized his tone, "Especially in front of Song Ling. You are in this state because of him. The most important thing is that since he is blind, you can't stand up. Don't you think you are more suitable for each other?"
When he said this, Yatong's eyes became brighter, and she grabbed the quilt excitedly.
Yes, why didn't she think of it? If she was really disabled, she could be closer to Brother Zero and have more topics to talk about.
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