She hurriedly ran into her room and took out a mirror to look at herself for a long time. Her eyebrows were fine, her eyeliner was fine, her eye shadow was not blurred, and her lipstick was nowhere to be seen. She bared her teeth again, there was no lipstick on her teeth either. Then what was Yan Huan looking at? Could it be that she had discovered something?
Impossible. Zhu Meina hurriedly denied it. It was impossible for her to know. If she knew, Yan Huan would not be so calm. But if he was not calm, then what would her reaction be.
Zhu Meina asked herself again, but she could not answer. Yes, what kind of reaction would Yan Huan have? She would shout, she would still shout, the yammers would cry and make a scene, hysterically seeking death. But even if she was seeking death.., it was impossible for her to go down the stairs.
Perhaps she would jump into the sea, perhaps it would be cleaner.
