Indeed, half an hour later.
Simon appeared.
The drug hadn't taken effect yet, but it was probably going to soon.
The type of drug she picked had a slow onset but lasted a long time, making it difficult for a normal person to endure the agony.
Qiao Ruoxin straightened up, feigning anger in a natural and convincing manner.
Simon approached her, looking at her face, which seemed to show no trace of having been slapped.
"Where's Ruolin?"
"Inside, she's very emotional."
Simon couldn't help but laugh, "So what did you talk to her about? What made her so angry that she hit you?"
Qiao Ruoxin: "Nothing much, I just said she's not charming enough, getting old, and even you are losing interest in her, that's why she got angry."
Doubt appeared on Simon's face; as far as he knew, Ruolin was not such a quick-tempered person.
"Really?"
"If you don't believe me, you can go in and see. If not, take her to the hospital. I think I pulled out quite a bit of her hair."
