C119 Stealthily

Ye'er said, her eyes red as she lowered her head to continue poking Ciba. "You drank, but I kept asking you how you were, afraid that you would feel bad, and I kept talking to you, and now, you're treating me like this. You're not happy and want to throw me away, I'm not a stray cat, I have a marriage certificate."

Ye'er's voice grew softer and softer, like a mosquito. At this moment