In the face of Xi Hongru's insults, Xi Xiaoxue had already learned to be patient. Because the rebuttal will only make Xi Hongru even worse, and in the end, it will only be himself and his brother who will suffer.

In the early morning, when Xi Xiaoxue was about to fall asleep, her mobile phone suddenly rang. She struggled her eyes in a daze, and saw an unfamiliar number on her phone, so she immediately hung up the phone and chose to continue sleeping.

"It's not for you to ask, focus on your own business." Xi Hongru glanced at her coldly and scolded: "I think about my children's love every day, no wonder I can't even complete a task." If you are still such a waste next time you come back, you will go and receive the punishment and retreat yourself, and if others know that I have such a daughter who can't get on the stage, I will be ashamed and die. Originally, the relationship between Xi Lingxue and Rong Cheng eased a lot, and there was nothing to understand each other, and besides, she didn't have anything to see in this matter.

But after thinking about it, she still felt that telling Rong Cheng about this kind of thing was always a little unaccustomed and inexplicably uneasy.

Seeing Xi Hongru hang up the video call, Xi Xiaoxue stood in place and was silent for a long time. It wasn't until someone pushed open the door that Xi Lingxue groped out a cigarette from the other person's body while walking out, lit it and took a hard puff.

"I'm like this, you only know how to poke my sore spots, do you have a conscience?" Yang Fan just got better and began to sprinkle on Xi Lingxue, saying, "I'm an injured number, are you kind to me?" After pumping several in a row, she walked towards the room where Yang Fan was resting.

After pushing open the door, Xi Lingxue glanced at Yang Fan's face as usual, and said, "You are finally no longer a white-faced person who is about to run for funeral, medical geek, how does it feel to be scalpeld on your body?" Yang Fan looked at Xi Xiaoxue's puzzled face, and said directly: "Your injury hasn't been properly treated, do you want the wound to become inflamed directly?" Or are you going to confess to Rong Cheng that you were injured on a mission? In the face of Xi Hongru's insults, Xi Xiaoxue had already learned to be patient.

Because the rebuttal will only make Xi Hongru even worse, and in the end, it will only be himself and his brother who will suffer.

192.157.199.202,192.157.199.202; 0; pc; 4; After grinding iron literature several times in a row, she walked towards the room where Yang Fan was resting.

After pushing open the door, Xi Lingxue glanced at Yang Fan's face as usual, and said, "You are finally no longer a white-faced person who is about to run for funeral, medical geek, how does it feel to be scalpeld on your body?" In the face of Xi Hongru's insults, Xi Xiaoxue had already learned to be patient.

Because the rebuttal will only make Xi Hongru even worse, and in the end, it will only be himself and his brother who will suffer.