It was the first time that Fiona saw Qin Qing so fragile.
The beauty of a woman is born to live proud and gorgeous, and tears are not for her.
Seeing Qin Qing feel uncomfortable, Fiona felt bored.
“Then don’t look at it.” Fiona handed Qin Qing the tissue, smiling with clean deer eyes, “It won’t be uncomfortable if you don’t look at it, I hope you are happy every day.”
Qin Qing’s heart was warm, and her lips curled slightly.
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