C80 Don't Take Me for an Enemy

The person who hit me was Dai Xiaohong. Her eyes were swollen like walnuts. At the edge of her eyes, fresh tears were reflected by the sunlight, reflecting her haggard and pale face.

My heart was slightly clenched, and I didn't care that my arm was still in pain. I worriedly asked: "Sister-in-law, why are you crying? Did something happen?"

Dai Xiaohong did not respond to me