C305 Poverty

Half an hour later, just as Chung Nanxing was dozing off on the sofa, Tang Xun slowly walked down the stairs.

It seemed that her footsteps were unsteady. She even raised her hand to support the handrail. Her lips were red and her eyes were filled with watery light, clear and bright.

Chung Nanxing asked puzzledly, "Why did it take so long?"

"No." Just as he spoke