Feng Tian is fifteen years old this year, her brother should not be much older, and no one knows why he suddenly passed away.
They all have brothers, so Ruan Jiaojiao truly feels sad for her. If something happened to her brother... no, Ruan Jiaojiao wouldn't even dare to think about such a possibility.
"Jiaojiao?!" Watching the person in front of Ruan Jiaojiao carrying the table, suddenly taking a step back, the table leg was about to poke into Ruan Jiaojiao's eye, Ruan Lei shouted in alarm, but with a table on his shoulder and a chair in the other hand, surrounded by people, he couldn't grab her in time, so he could only shout anxiously.
