Yes, yes, you hit me. Wu Mei began to cry, and her hair was in a mess, pointing to Qi Tingyu. You hit me with a mistress. We grew up together as childhood friends. Aren’t we better than a mistress for mutual affection? What’s so good about her? She likes someone else in her heart.
Yes, yes, you hit me. Wu Mei began to cry, and her hair [&he...