C310 The Small Marten of a Hill

"Ms Aini. . . " Fu Jin's heart ached as she held Aini's hand and looked at her sad smile. She felt that Aini who was like this was already very different from before.

". . . Haha, look at you. Don't pity me. I am fine. " Aini patted Fu Jin's delicate hands. Her almond eyes were slightly moist but she stubbornly tried to hide it.

"Ms Aini, you are a strong, optimistic and open-minded person