C121 It must be Another Person's Masterpiece

After a good night's sleep, Xia Ling washed up and hummed a song as she went downstairs.

She swept her gaze around but still did not see the person she wanted to see.

Xia Ling's small face collapsed and her beautiful mood mixed with a bit of disappointment.

Could a man not be so petty?

How long was he going to be angry with her?

What should she do to coax him?

Sighing