C560 Small harvest

Shen Yue was crying so hard that she was out of breath. It felt like she was going to faint at any moment, even her words were incomplete.

Yan Yu creased her brow and told her, "Don't cry for now. Explain the matter clearly first."

"You're still mad at me, sob sob, Yan Yu, you're still angry at me." Shen Guomeng could not bear to listen to her anymore. She slapped the table and said, "Shut up