C137 Things Have Come to This

Wang Fann, who was smoking, frowned. The cigarette between his fingers was emitting smoke. It formed a smokescreen between him and Jiang Xiaonian.

"Didn't you say the doctor won't let Jiahui eat fish?" Jiang Xiaonian asked with a shocked expression. The veins on his hand that was holding the table cloth were bulging.

Wang Fann sneered and said unhurriedly