In the past, she would only feel happy if she always made things difficult for him. Now that she saw his state… Sigh, in the end, she could not bear it and swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Shao Jingmo returned to the bed and sat down. His every move was extremely slow, and it was obvious that he was different from usual. Qiao Qiao, who wasn't very meticulous, also sensed that something was wrong with him. Thinking about how weak his voice was on the phone, she couldn't help but ask, "Hey, are you alright?"
Shao Jingmo looked up at her. "You don't know how to greet people anymore?"
Qiao Qiao: "…"
See, she knew she shouldn't have felt sorry for him. This man was not worthy of her heartache at all. It was not like he would lose a piece of meat with a 'hey'. Qiao Qiao cursed in her heart, but on the surface, she looked obedient. "Little Uncle."
