She dared not look up, dare not look at the ironic eyes of Ouyang tomorrow morning.

The head began to ache, and the temple was beating so hard that every time it jumped, the heart was severely hurt.

Tian Feifei is still confused. She even can't figure out what's going on.

"What? Lin Qianqian, why don't you say that? Don't believe it?'

"No, no, tomorrow morning, there must be a mistake. It's really a mistake."

Lin Qianqian stepped forward and grabbed Ouyang's arm tightly, as if she had grasped a straw.

Ouyang shook her hand violently in the morning. Lin Qianqian was unprepared and staggered for a few steps. Then...