By the window sat a voluptuous woman with curly hair and exquisite makeup, looking very fashionable.
Seeing Jiang Lai awake, she let out a sigh of relief and hurried over to show concern.
"Lai Lai, how are you feeling? Dizzy? How many fingers is mom holding up?"
Mao Fang held up three fingers in front of Jiang Lai, shaking them continuously. Jiang Lai replied absently.
"Three."
Then she closed her eyes again.
"Mom, my head hurts, I want to sleep a little longer. Go out and buy me something to eat."
Seeing her daughter looking so sickly, Mao Fang left, cursing under her breath, repeating a name.
Jiang Ci.
You don't need to think to know that it's about that young man with cold eyes who would step over her head instead of helping.
"Transmit the plot."
"Hmm, transmitting plot... Plot transmission complete."
This time, Jiang Lai entered a campus sweet romance script, as the stepsister of the story's passionate yet crazed male second lead, Jiang Ci.
