Dinner was served at home for Tong Xiaohua.
Uncle Ming, who had said he had matters to attend to and couldn't come over for dinner, rushed over in the middle of her meal.
"Xiao Hua, why do you take sleeping pills?"
Qin Ming burst into the dining room looking utterly panic-stricken, completely forgetting about the need for tactful probing.
Tong Xiaohua held her forehead!
Brother Du really couldn't be trusted, had it not been agreed that he wouldn't tell Uncle Ming or Uncle Yuan?
Tong Xiaohua put down her chopsticks and bowl, and turned to Uncle Ming with a faint smile.
"Uncle Ming, why are you so nervous, I'm fine, aren't I?"
As she spoke, she pulled Qin Ming over, guiding his hand to sit down next to her.
"It's not that..." Qin Ming was very nervous, his hands even trembling a little, "Xiao Hua, if you're unhappy or feel too much pressure, you can talk to Uncle Ming. Don't do anything foolish, okay!"
Tong Xiaohua closed her eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath.
