Every word of complaint was filled with endless grievances and misery.
As she spoke, Fang qingci's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice became choked.
A Beauty's cry was even more moving than an ordinary woman's.
Any normal man would probably feel bad for her.
Lou Yucheng's eyes flickered. He knew that Fang qingci was acting for him.
A trace of gloominess flashed through his eyes, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face.
"How can Lan Xiao, Yingluo, be so overboard? How could a beautiful woman like miss Fang bully her like this?" As he spoke, he could not help but get up and touch her red and swollen cheek.
He suddenly realized that such an action would be rude to the beauty, so he stopped and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, " "Miss Fang, are you still in pain?"
Fang qingci's eyes were full of tears as she looked at Lou Yucheng.
