Xiao Yu's heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle. She knew Gong Ting was doing it on purpose—the more she didn't want to watch, the more Gong Ting wanted her to see the grand spectacle of the engagement ceremony. So she simply sat up.
Yesterday, just making this movement felt really forced, but today, miraculously, it didn't hurt at all. That medicinal powder from yesterday was like some kind of magic elixir, even more effective than the medicine from the military district hospital.
Once she sat up, she reached over to take the iPad, then shut it down and put it back in Gong Ting's hands. "Gong Ting, either you go out and watch, or you stay here quietly and don't bother me!"
Gong Ting's expression turned extremely ugly. She couldn't help thinking of that shove from Mister Fu yesterday, anger rising in her chest. She glared at Xiao Yu. "Sister Xiao Yu, this is my house. I'll watch wherever I want. Who are you to管 me?"
