"After all, she is your menstruation's child. I can't stop her from the door, can I?" Kate Garcia has some helplessness. She didn't know the oolong at the dinner table just now.

But after all, it is related by blood. How to say it...

"Well, then next time they come, you can pretend that you are not at home."

Kate Garcia nodded, and the matter was abandoned.

After a brief wash, Sherry returned to her room. She held her mobile phone and fell into a deep meditation.

Suddenly, the ringing of her cell phone pulled her back to reality. Sherry glanced at the strange number and didn't answer it. After...