"Urgh… urgh…"
In the bathroom, Xia Duoduo "vomited" with great effort, worried that her performance might not seem convincing enough, so she forced out a few tears for added effect.
Ye Cheng stood outside, listening to the commotion within.
As time ticked by, the sounds of retching from a certain woman inside grew increasingly pitiful. A barely noticeable trace of concern flickered in his eyes before he finally stepped forward.
Xia Duoduo abruptly heard footsteps approaching, her body stiffened in panic. She quickly flipped the toilet lid down and replaced her expression with one of utmost frailty, slumping over it and remaining completely motionless.
When Ye Cheng walked in, he saw Xia Duoduo sprawled over the toilet lid, looking as though she was on the brink of collapsing.
She tried to pry her eyelids open and mustered a weak smile at him. "You're here..."
"I'll take you to the hospital."
His tone was cold, and he moved to pull her up as he spoke.
