Three minutes later, the old lady sat back on the sofa, picked up the thermos and took another big sip.
Her mood was so up and down that she could hardly bear it anymore.
Ethan Ji's mind was also in a mess. He didn't say a word after sitting down, and was still regretting what had just happened.
What's wrong with this guy? He should just stay inside quietly. With him blocking the way, not to mention Madam Helen, even the assistant couldn't pull him away.
After a long while, Madam Helen broke the silence: "Xiao Man, why are you here...what happened to your hand?"
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