C157 Pain

"Yeah, Mom!" Wen Anan looked at Tang Shuijing and begged, "Mom, let's have a meal together. It's just a meal. Xi Xi is generous and understanding. She won't mind, right, Xi Xi?"

She turned to look at Tang Yexi, her eyes filled with begging. With her slender figure and pale face, she looked especially fragile and pitiful.

Tang Yexi, Xiaoxiao