November 20, 2019

"Hey, Fatima. What are you doing? Daydreaming in the morning? It's useless." Elma sat near Fathia immediately. This morning, Mika visited, who knows how many times, with a cloudy Fathia face.

Again, the sight of Fathia moaning her pasta without interest was perfectly presented in front of Elma's eyes.

"I'm confused as to why this is."

Elma laughed. "Your uncle is still angry about yesterday?"

Fathia's shoulders slumped. "More than that. our chat, he reads."

Elma managed to choke on the air she took in through her mouth. "Wow… Uncle Tian is indeed hwat, but I don't want to deal with a cold man like him. Hiii......