Su Hongxing snorted coldly.
Of course she was exhausted, being pregnant while having to bathe a drunkard and be kissed all over by him, how could she not be tired?
Little Pudding had been staring at the injury on Su Hongxing's mouth all this time, and finally couldn't help but say innocently, "Mommy's mouth is hurt again, so pitiful."
Su Hongxing touched her own mouth, only then remembering that she had indeed been bitten by Ye Qilan last night. Little Pudding hadn't mentioned it, and she had totally forgotten about it.
Thinking of this, she looked at the culprit.
Ye Qilan avoided Su Hongxing's gaze, his eyes drifting. Up to now, he was still wondering whether last night was a dream or if he had really tormented Su Hongxing for a long time while drunk?
The wound on Su Hongxing's lips couldn't possibly be his handiwork, could it? But if it wasn't him, could it have been Fu Yan?
"Age, show the video you recorded yesterday to President Fu," Su Hongxing said, looking at Age.
