On the other end of the phone, Zeng Yaqian's stomach was overturned. She lay in the bathroom and vomited continuously. She vomited heartbrokenly and her eyes were confused.

Looking up at myself in the mirror, his hair was disheveled, his expression was painful, and his tears fell down like a thread.

"Why, why did you treat me like this?"

Zeng Yaqian murmured to herself and choked in a low voice. Once upon a time, she looked down on a woman who cried for a man. Once upon a time, she never thought she would cry for a man.

The sweetness and pain brought by love always come unexpectedly.

Love is always so fucked sometimes.

A gentle palm gently patted her back, and a gentle and worried face appeared in the mirror.

"I vomited again, just spit it out."

Zeng Yaqian buried her head in the bathroom, and the cold one was rippling on her face.

Immersed in the water for dozens of seconds, raised my head, took the towel handed over from Wen Xin, wiped my face, and squeezed out a smile with difficulty.

"Mom, I'm fine."

"Leave the family and group affairs to your father and uncle, and have a good rest at home."

Zeng Yaqian shook her head, "I once promised him to look forward to his family. Now is the critical moment, how can I let go?"

Wen Xin looked at her daughter in the mirror and felt distressed. "The child of Shanmin is a good child, but, hey, you have suffered,,, I would have known,,,,,,,,,."
Chapter completed!