That face turned red with embarrassment, and the people in the distance all backed away in fear, as if they were afraid that Xue Ning'er would chase after them and spread the infection.
"I heard you have syphilis…" someone couldn't help but blurt out, then took off running.
"Bastard! Bastard!"
Xue Ning'er trembled with anger, never expecting that the young man Lin Meiyu found would have such sharp words, daring to say such a thing about her…
Suddenly, she felt something unusual in her body, and instinctively paused; an itch seemed to creep into her heart.
"Could it be real?"
Xue Ning'er's face turned pale. She had met a tall, muscular foreign guy at a bar last week and hadn't let the opportunity slip. Could it be…
With this thought, she immediately got into her car, stomped the accelerator, and rushed towards the hospital.
At the Xue Family, the old Xue, face full of pride, slightly twirled his mustache, obviously satisfied with the opportunity he had seized.
