Ding Yiyi patted her on the back to comfort her. "Do you know how to read ink?"

Ye Chuqing choked and nodded. Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Bo. They wanted to get some news from him. Ye Bo's calm face was a little red under the eyes of Qiu Bai. He sighed, "Mr. Zhuo Xuan is all right. You don't have to worry about it."

"Where is she?" Ye Chuqing's red and swollen eyes looked at him instantly. Although Qiu Bai did not know Ye Chuqing, she was also infected by her sadness. She said, "Speak up, she's dying of crying."

Yebo couldn't refuse her request, or unconsciously wanted...