The scene was truly like a painting of a beauty shedding tears, moving and pitiable. Which man could see her and not feel tenderness?
Chu Yang was inclined to pity and cherish the fair sex, but this was the Military District Hospital. Everywhere there were tough soldiers; even the female nurses walked with a brisk, military air. Zhou Yuwei, looking the way she did, seemed out of place!
Zhou Yuwei was near to madness. How could Chunhua be so difficult to deal with? She had lowered herself, tried to please and cozy up to her, but all for what? This hateful woman was impervious, always singing Lan Tian's praises and scoffing at her.
It was the same this time, mocking her in front of Chu Yang, not giving her any face. Once she married Mo Junhua, she would find a way to deal with her – marry her off to some brute of a man, rough and tough like a pig butcher to keep her in line, to beat her mercilessly if she disobeyed, best if beaten to within an inch of her life.
