"Mother Lei, your face has changed. What did you see?"
Yan beixiao was just about to lean over and get closer to her when he was slapped by Mama Lei.
"I make a living with my face!"
She covered the side of her face. Yan beixiao's words were as aggrieved as they could get!
"Who's relying on their looks to make a living?"
Lin Hanxing heard this when he walked in with a thermos.
"I, I, I, I, I ..."
Yan beixiao's eyes brightened as he looked at the thermos. He raised his hands high, hoping to get a piece of the soup from Lei min.
"Hehe."
Lin Hanxing's sharp eyes scanned Yan beiming from top to bottom.
He only gave out these two words.
Yan beiming felt that he had been greatly humiliated.
His entire popularity was dumbfounded!
Lin Hanxing walked to the bedside and took the document from Lei Xiao's hand, giving him a glare.
Only then did he pour out the chicken soup that the mute uncle had made from the thermos.
