Xia rushuang looked at her husband's plain face and suppressed the disgust in her heart. This kind of person couldn't be compared to brother LAN at all.
She closed her eyes and turned around."Alright, go to sleep. There are still many things to do tomorrow."
Her husband looked at her back and hesitated for a moment, but he did not hug her.
Xia rushuang tossed and turned for half the night before she finally fell asleep.
However, even if she did fall asleep, it would be a light sleep because she started to dream non-stop.
She dreamed of nie qiuping's return, dreamed of her returning to the Xia family, and even stood in front of her, pointing at her and saying that she was the murderer ...
She even dreamed that she had died a very miserable death, covered in blood and bruises ...
The dream seemed so real that even the smell of blood lingered in his breath. It seemed very clear.
