Zheng Qiangwei held her head. " I…" I ... My head hurts…It hurts…"
In just a few seconds, Zheng Qiangwei was in so much pain that her face turned pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
However, looking at Zheng Qiangwei, who was already moaning in pain, the maid did not show any concern. She still smiled and said,"Young miss, just you wait…I'll go get that sportswear for you. I was the one who changed your clothes!"
Then, she ran to get Zheng Qiangwei's clothes.
Zheng Qiangwei hugged her head in pain and rolled around on the bed. The nail polish on her feet had not dried yet. Under her struggle, it was basically all on the bedsheet.
She wailed in pain. It was as if her brain had been pierced by hundreds of needles. It was so painful that it was about to explode.
The maid came back very quickly. After a while, she came to Zheng Qiangwei with a set of sportswear."Young miss, look, this is the clothes you wore when you came back that morning…"
