Xiumo picked up her hand, diagnosed it for a while, and said, "It's nothing, just a bit of a cold! Take some medicine and a good sleep, and you'll be fine!"
Dongye's palm covered her forehead, which was indeed very hot, a cold with a bit of fever.
Last night, she signed the divorce agreement and sat alone at the orphanage entrance the whole night.
The wind and rain were strong last night.
It's no wonder she caught a cold.
At that moment, on the balcony of a room in the Ling Family, a woman stood.
She leaned weakly against the railing, her hands resting on it.
Watching from outside, Xia Zhisu's heart broke as she watched Ling Tian'ao come in and close the door, and then saw her faint in Dongye's arms. Xia Zhisu's face showed heartbreak and pain.
Yet a mocking smile crossed her face.
The corners of her lips curved up, filled with triumph and disdain.
"Zoey!" someone called her from behind.
Zoey turned around and smiled faintly.
