Song Tingfan withdrew his hand that was just reaching into the air, glanced at it slightly, and didn't speak for a moment.
Lin Qiao gave him a "disappointed" look, then turned around silently and walked out, only letting out a sigh of relief after entering the room and locking the door.
The antagonist was becoming more and more inhumane.
No, while he's still unsure, she should find an opportunity to run away.
But...
She touched her belly and sighed a long breath.
The script is so difficult.
After a while, Song Qin came to call her for dinner, but she excused herself by saying she was sleeping and didn't go.
She really didn't want to see that troublesome antagonist right now.
Afraid that if she saw him, she wouldn't be able to resist slapping him.
It surely wasn't a lie to say she wasn't upset, after all, she had already begun to care.
After a while, Song Tingfan came to knock on the door and said in a low voice, "It's mealtime."
