The cup that Tong Jiahui had just picked up fell on the table with a clang.
She remembered that she had been wearing sunglasses when she was a surrogate mother. How could she have forgotten about that?
"I'm injured. and. have some internal heat ..."
Tong Jiahui wanted to drink some water but realized that there was no more water in her cup.
"Yes, the more I look. the more it looks like it ..."
Huo qingge had always had a faint and lazy look on her face, as if she was doing it unintentionally, but also intentionally.
This made Tong Jiahui feel uneasy. She had never taken Huo qingge seriously, but at this moment, she could feel Huo qingge's powerful aura.
"Qingge, can you ask your brother to let Xiao Ling go? he's doing such a stupid thing because he likes you too much. He's the only child in my aunt's family ..."
Tong Jiahui took off her sunglasses as she spoke.
Her left eye was bruised and she looked like she was in a very sorry state.
