"Third Young Madam, my pet dog has been having diarrhea these past few days; could you please help treat my dog?"
Zhong Lingling was bombarded by the sounds around her to the point where her head felt like it was going to explode.
The problem was that her period had arrived today with the ferocity of a rampaging flood.
Zhong Lingling was petrified in place, not daring to move an inch, because any slight movement would only make it come on stronger.
Just when she felt utterly alone, she heard a familiar voice.
"Excuse me, everyone, could you please make way? Please make way!"
Xiang Yimo parted the crowd.
Seeing Xiang Yimo at this time was such a relief.
Even though she and Yimo hadn't interacted much recently, and their relationship was like that of strangers, in the Xiang Family, he was the one person she felt closest to.