Cui Nannan thought Zhao Li had come to his senses, but after being slapped several times by Ji Meishu just now, she felt unwilling to let it go without hitting back.
So she continued foolishly, "I don't care, she just hit me, I must hit back, otherwise this matter won't end."
Zhao Li sighed deeply, and after a moment of silence, finally nodded.
He said, "Alright, I'll go with what you say, I'll avenge you."
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When the news of Cui Nannan's death came, Ji Meishu was sitting in the hospital room having breakfast.
Today's breakfast was carefully prepared by the Maternity Center.
It was exquisite and delicious.
As Zhao Li pushed the door open and entered, the Childcare Teacher was just about to leave with the child in her arms.
The small baby in the Childcare Teacher's arms was pink and adorable, with rosy cheeks and a milky fragrance all over.
But Ji Meishu didn't even bother to glance at the baby and said to the Childcare Teacher, "Take him out, don't disturb my breakfast."
