Li Qingwen still cared about Xiao Mo's indifference. She stopped crying and said, "Xiao Mo, I disturbed you. Please forgive me, prime minister." Li Qingwen's voice was very light, which was totally different from the voice just now. Xiao Mo was a little stunned. This woman was really fickle. Just now, she was still like a lion from the river, but now she was so gentle and virtuous. Who was the real one?
Li Qingwen covered her face and went back to the room with her hands covering her face. She closed the door, and the last line of defense was broken through. She couldn't care too much, lying on the table and crying. She looked at Li Qingwen who cried sadly and didn't know what to say to comfort her, but she couldn't say anything to comfort her. She went to Li Qingwen's side helplessly and
