This morning Qiao Xin could only snort so many times. How could she not, earlier this morning, as usual, Xiao Long asked her to wash his hair, wash his face and brush his teeth, which Qiao Xin thought Xiao Long's toothbrush was more than capable of. But it seems like her husband will never let her live a quiet life for once. How not, what her husband did was provoke things that made her emotional. She was acting strange by threatening if her husband's illness was because of it.
Qiao Xin took a deep breath, then she sat down sweetly at her workplace, looking at Mei, who was now watching her with an inquisitive expression on her face.
"How?" asked Mei. Qiao Xin couldn't help but snort, rolled her eyes in exasperation then put down her bag and cell phone.
Mei glanced at Qiao Xin's cellphone, then she screamed in surprise and took Qiao Xin's cellphone.
