Yao Lemon looked on sympathetically; otherwise, she wouldn't have made this call to Lin Zhenxin.
Lin Zhenxin looked over.
Tu Haohao sat quietly in the corner. Even from a distance, the sadness and sorrow were so clear.
"I can't see very well, but just now... there seemed to be a handprint on her face."
As Yao Lemon finished speaking, Lin Zhenxin walked towards Tu Haohao, and Yao Lemon quickly followed.
Tu Haohao only noticed a pair of flat shoes appear in her view. She slowly looked up and saw it was Lin Zhenxin, her red and swollen eyes evoking pity.
Just as Yao Lemon said, there indeed was a handprint on her face.
"Sister Zhenxin..." Tu Haohao stood up, seemingly not expecting her to come, nor Yao Lemon.
Lin Zhenxin was very angry.
This was evident from her expression, not to mention her tightly pursed lips from start to finish.
She slowly reached out her hand, touching the side of Tu Haohao's face.
Judging by the size of the handprint, it was a man's hand.
