Su Jieqing slowly opened her eyes and looked at the wooden table in a trance.
This is a café with a petty bourgeois atmosphere, with soft music wafting in your ears and the aroma of coffee filling your nose.
Su Jieqing had a headache for a moment - who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
"Auntie, I..."
Su Jieqing raised her head and frowned at the beautiful girl opposite. Unexpectedly, she seemed to be frightened, her eyes were red and she couldn't speak, but she still pursed her lips stubbornly and looked down at a check on the table.
As the beautiful girl looked at the check, the memory in her mind gradually became clearer. Su Jieqing finally remembered what had just happened:
I seemed to have thrown five million to her and asked her to... Leave my son?
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Su Jieqing has been traveling through various worlds, but every time she travels, she finds that she is dumping five million on her son's girlfriend and asking to leave her son.
MMP, I feel so tired.
Conception: