Su Wanxin was vomiting particularly severely today, to the point where she was almost exhausted.
With a pale face, she lay over the toilet, almost wishing she could bundle herself up and flush away.
Su Yao squatted nearby, worriedly watching over her, holding a tissue in one hand and water in the other, feeling both heartbroken and anxious at her discomfort.
What should we do? If the Lu Family asked, how should we explain?
Su Yao was not calm at all, whereas Su Wanxin felt much more composed by comparison.
Perhaps it was because she had been around Fu Shihan for so long that she was affected by his influence.
Though most of the time she couldn't be as calm as an old tortoise like him, she could still manage like a young tortoise.
After vomiting until her stomach was completely empty, Su Wanxin took a sip of mineral water to rinse her mouth and stood up while holding onto the wall.
