"Jin Hengyuan is the main cause?
"How did he anger you?
"Hey, say something!
"Are you trying to kill me?"
Yang Jiahui said so much, but Su Jin didn't move at all. Her tone couldn't help but become impatient-this person had a hot temper.
"I want to sleep!"
Su Jin didn't want to say anything. She closed her eyes and didn't have the strength or mood to speak. At this moment, she just wanted to empty herself.
"Jiahui, can we talk tomorrow?"
That listless appearance was too unusual.
Yang Jiahui frowned,
In the past few years, Su Jin's mood had never been so low-she was like a flower that had been hit by frost, completely wilted.
Uh, of course, this was different from the last time when Aunt Yao Mei passed away.
"Okay, okay, okay. You go to sleep then. I still have drama to watch. I'll sleep with you later."
Yang Jiahui didn't force him and was very considerate.
"Yes!"
