Ning Mengmeng smiled bitterly. "Life is really full of bad things. Those who want to go can't go, and those who don't want to go are chosen."
She spoke sadly, but she lowered her head and did not look at the servant girl.
Seeing that the tea was ready, Ning Mengmeng poured a cup for herself. She held the teacup to her nose and sniffed it gently.
"Look, even the tea brewed by someone with a different state of mind smells so bad."
Her voice was very calm, but…
Her eyes were obviously filled with tears. When she put down the teacup, two large drops of tears had already fallen.
Su Miaomiao looked at Ning Mengmeng, her heart filled with jealousy!
D*mn this b*tch, how could she cry so easily? Did Ning Mengmeng pour water into her eyes?! Those were two big ones!
She wouldn't be able to cry now.
Just as Su Miaomiao was drowning in jealousy, she heard…
"Cut--!"
This voice was extremely angry!
