Meeting Xia Fumeng Again

The man sleeping on the bed like a dead pig had turned into a huge sweet potato to her. Mu Mianmian really wanted to throw him on the ground and stomp on him. So infuriating!

No, tomorrow she would ask him clearly: who the hell that girl was, and why he had checked into a hotel room with another woman!

Without getting to the bottom of things, it did not seem fair to sentence him just like that. The saddest thing in the world was for people to be alive but have no money. Their family still needed the cash to run things, so this passbook…

Mu Mianmian looked at the passbook and was at a loss for a long time. Clenching her teeth, she took out 200 yuan from the cash pile next to the passbook. Tomorrow, she would spend a small sum first and use it to buy some lingerie for Qianmo. It was about time for Mo to get some new clothes…