Ye Mingmei clutched her chest, vomiting so much that she couldn't straighten her back.
She leaned on the sink for a long time before her pallor regained some color.
She lifted her head and looked at the disheveled face reflected in the mirror, her gaze tightening.
She turned on the faucet with her hand, scooped up some cold water, and splashed it on her face.
Just as she was about to turn and head back to the living room, her knees went weak, and she fell helplessly to the ground.
She pressed her hands against her stomach, tears silently sliding down from the corners of her eyes.
Yu Xiuzhun, where are you...
Ye Mingmei hugged herself tightly, fearfully curling up into a ball.
It wasn't until she heard Qin Youxuan's voice outside the door.
Ye Mingmei suddenly snapped back to reality, wiped her tears with her hand, tidied herself up, and then opened the bathroom door.
"Sis, I'm here."
"Auntie~"
