Waking up in a searing pain, Wen Wanzhi found herself unable to open her eyes due to the harsh white light.,Wen WanZhi was the only fire in this lonely world for Bo YanCheng.,Bo Yancheng's voice was low and laced with anger. His hawk-like eyes fixed on the man beside the bed, his expression cold and terrifying, a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips.。