Hu Weiyuan looked at Wendy Johnson: "Teacher Zhong is good-natured and kind-hearted. If you hadn't read sisterhood, you would have given all the property rights..."
Wendy Johnson's face sank. "Mr. Green, don't say it again. It's all tendrils. It has nothing to do with me. Every time I mention her, my heart hurts."
Miranda Sanchez is like a thorn deeply stuck in her heart.
Although Miranda Sanchez died, the thorn was pulled out.
But after a long stab, the wound is big and rotten, which will make her hurt every time she lifts it.
It's because of hate.
It's like she'll never get away from Miranda Sanchez again in her life.
Hu Weiyuan pulled the corners of his mouth and stopped talking, but his face was quite unhappy.
He spoke for Wendy Johnson, but she attacked him?
Sniff, if it weren't for her MW works, he wouldn't bother to hold her smelly feet!
Wendy Johnson looked up at the landing wine and smiled politely: "You can shout whatever you like, whatever you want."