There was a growling sound in his stomach, but Song Yu had no appetite.

He got up, picked up the cup on the table, took a few sips, locked the door and fell back on the bed.

She now has no energy to face the outside world and huddles tightly in the quilt.

In her blur of consciousness, she seemed to hear Zhang Ma's voice, and gradually fell asleep.

After Song Yu got out of the car and left, Tan Huairong could not conceal his anger. Rushed all the way to the ...