C296 Ling Yao Fell Ill

But so what if she knew what he really thought? Even if he didn't care, could she care?

Without solving the root of the problem in essence, how would she step into that hurdle in her heart?

"Ah ~" Hai Xiaomin turned her body to the side and laid down. Her smooth black hair fell down along her white and smooth cheeks and cast a few shadows under her eyes, making her mood even more gloomy