Fiona woke up early in the morning, his eyes were still red, and he went to wash up and ate downstairs.
Mingzhi and Fu were stiff, and it was a bit strange to see Fu listened to him and did not speak to Patrick as usual.
But they didn’t think much, but during the meal, Fiona and Patrick also ate silently with each other.
Patrick would look at Fiona a few times from time to time, but his eyes were very deep, as if he hid a thousand words but couldn’t say it. It was very different from what he was before.
What’s wrong?
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