C180 He's Angry

Ruan Mizheng's walking posture was not quite right. She still felt some discomfort between her legs.

She called Tian Miaomiao and Tian Miaomiao's voice sounded weak, "Hello, Zheng."

"Is it okay, Miaomiao?"

... "Yes... I'm alright. How about you?"

"I'm fine. You should take good care of yourself. I'm going to work first."

Ruan Mizheng hung up the phone. When she saw the empty office