Zhou Yong laughed, "That's not necessarily the case. The last time in the bar when I was with you, Zhou Jin actually had someone call my wife over. That shrew ended up scratching me and leaving several mark. You say Zhou Jin doesn't care about you, while I say you are the only thing he really cares about."
Zhou Jin only cares about her???
Li Qian Rui really wanted to split open Zhou Yong's head to see what was inside for him to reach such a... ludicrous conclusion.
At that moment, Mu Xuemei's complexion turned deathly pale, and she moaned in agony.
"Mummy, Mummy what's wrong with you?" Li Qian Rui's face changed dramatically.
"Xuemei, is it your heart hurting again? The medicine is in your pocket, Zhou Yong, hurry and get the medicine out!" Li Neng yelled anxiously.
Mu Xuemei had always had a weak heart and took medication regularly. The medicine bottle was in her pocket, but at this moment, all three of them were bound hand and foot and could not move.
