Mia admired the painful look on Ava’s face, and the curvature of her lips couldn’t stop rising, full of pride.
She was always suppressed by Ava. She held her breath for so long, and the Fengshui took turns.
The waiter brought the warm water, Mia smiled slightly and pushed the water in front of her, pretending to be considerate: “Okay, I’ve been thirsty after so long. Drink a glass of water first.”
Ava’s black eyes moved stiffly and fell on Mia’s smiling face from beginning to end. She finally understood what the book said about hiding a knife in a smile.
She could tell her everything, but she didn’t. She deliberately wanted to say something like this and leave a sentence, deliberately let her guess wildly, nervous and sad.
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