It was a woman.
She shouldn't have been scared by Nan Jiaojiao.
Instead, she ran over and knelt down.
When Nan Jiaojiao lifted her foot, the woman instinctively protected her belly and backed away, her whole body trembling with fear. But when there was no pain, she tentatively opened her eyes, looked up at the person before her, and instantly burst into tears.
"Miss Lu, I beg you, can you give Mr. Gao to me? I really can't endure anymore."
What's going on?
Nan Jiaojiao's mind was blank, but she still stood in front of Lu Zhenzhen.
Just as she was about to speak, a hand reached over from behind and covered her mouth, then stroked her face, moving downwards to her neck.
Lu Zhenzhen pulled her back, "Baby, I'll handle this."
Nan Jiaojiao looked at Lu Zhenzhen. When she glanced over, Lu Zhenzhen's profile was indifferent. Her hair was tucked behind her ear, revealing large, crescent moon-shaped earrings on her earlobe.
