C182 Heart like a knife cut

Hot chicken soup sprinkled on her legs, dirtying her clean undergarments.

"Oh, Miss Wen, don't move. I'll take care of it."

The nanny looked at Wen Zhizhi's dumbstruck expression and felt a little flustered. It was unknown whether it was Teacher Meng or Little Yu's body.

She had no way of guessing, so she could only tell Wenzhi not to move, instead picking up the ceramic fragments at her feet