After smoking several cigarettes in a row, the feeling didn't subside but became even more uncomfortable instead.
She felt her eyes were almost too irritated by the smoke to stand it, rubbing them and unable to suppress a yawn.
Witnessing her like this, Zhao Wanqing frowned.
Xia Wen's body began to tremble uncontrollably, a strong craving building up inside her.
But she didn't know what it was she longed for.
Wei Lingyu had wanted Xia Wen to keep Zhao Wanqing company today, but he hadn't expected her to look so wretched.
"Xiao Xi, this is President Zhao."
"Hello, President Zhao," Xia Wen greeted with effort, trying to rise to her feet, but her legs seemed to have no strength at all, and she suddenly collapsed to the floor!
She couldn't help but start convulsing on the ground.
Zhao Wanqing gave a look to the person behind him, who immediately walked out, while another person lifted Xia Wen up and pressed her onto the sofa.
