Z's Aggressiveness
Dịch giả: Henyee Translations Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
Even though the slight moisture wasn't a lot, it didn't seem normal that beads of sweat gathered on his forehead. Although it wasn't excruciating, there was a lasting ache.
Her abdomen felt icy cold as if unable to be warmed up.
Be it in the past or present, once it came, Bo Jiu would be at its mercy.
Chen Xiaodong thought that his Young Master was having a fever, following behind tirelessly. "Should I get the doctor?"
Bo Jiu sat on the sofa, a piping hot cup of red ginger drink in her hands, her voice unusually low. "It's fine, how's the matter going?"
"It's good." Chen Xiaodong paused. "But the Han family won't be willing."
Bo Jiu placed the cup down, her fingers applying pressure to her stomach. "She instigated others to come to my house, even if the Han family isn't willing, they'll have to bear the consequences."
A thought struck him as he glanced at the youngster.