Lin Weiwei watched her come and pull her hand, and her thin brows frowned slightly.
“Shen Jinman, you really know how to lie. I, Lin Weiwei, have never been pregnant since the beginning. Don’t be too naive, okay?”
Shen Jinman looked at Lin Weiwei’s face with some confusion, but she didn’t understand what she said. Seeing her proud look, Shen Jinman seemed to have an answer in her heart. But she didn’t say it.
“Your matter has nothing to do with me. Lin Weiwei, I tell you, the thing I regret most in my life is meeting you. Now I ask you to leave my room. I don’t want to see your face for a moment. You make me feel disgusted. While I haven’t wanted to scold you yet, hurry up and leave.”
Shen Jinman doesn’t want to be a weak person in front of her. She doesn’t want her to look down on herself, so no matter how sad she is, she will not show it in front of this woman.
“I’m disgusted, am I disgusted with you? From the moment we met, I’m not as good as you, no matter what I do, why do you have so much and me?” Lin Weiwei’s emotions suddenly became a little excited. Shen Jinman turned her back to her. She really didn’t want to look at her, let alone listen to her. Everything has changed its original appearance, so why bother thinking about the past? “Okay, if I’m tired, you go out. I don’t want to listen to you.” Lin Weiwei suddenly smiled so wildly and proudly. She suddenly messed up her hair, and the skirt on her body was broken into two parts by her pulling it hard. Shen Jinman looked at her movements in surprise and was a little puzzled.
“What are you doing?”
The dark night slowly pulled away gently, and the stars spit out a quiet light. Shen Jinman stood in front of the window with her frown as thin as the crescent moon in the night, and looked at Lin Weiwei’s so-called performance in front of her with a look of suspicion.