After Love Burns Out

After we reconciled, Shen Yan took the initiative to bring me to a foreign country for surgery. My expression was indifferent, and there was no happy reaction as he expected. He thought I was still complaining about Zhou Qingqing, so he put down his fork and threatened: "I advise you not to touch Qingqing again. Your hand injury was just an accident. You posted the incident online, forcing her to almost commit suicide. If it happens again, I will immediately ask the hospital to stop treating your mother." My mother is terminally ill and will die in an instant if she stops taking medication. In silence, I nodded numbly in agreement. He breathed a sigh of relief, regained his smile and said that he had arranged for someone to give me the concertmaster of the top orchestra in the country. He was trying to appease me, but he was also afraid that I would cause trouble for Zhou Qingqing again. But he didn't know that the ligaments in my hand were ruptured and permanently damaged. I can no longer play the violin.