"How is it? Have you come around?"
Little Buding looked at Jiang Lai's dazed expression with a hint of concern.
Fortunately, Jiang Lai snapped out of it after a moment of distraction, yawned, and nodded.
"Hmm, I'm okay."
"Do you want to rest a bit more? You look as tired as a dog."
"Your mouth smells like dog shit."
"Good, you're fine then, let's start."
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"I won't get married! Why should I marry?! I refuse to marry such a cripple! What's so great about him? How is he worthy of me?!"
"Lai Lai! You're talking nonsense again! How can you say such disrespectful things in front of our distinguished guests?! Quickly apologize to Secretary Yang!"
"I won't! Send anyone you like, but I'm not going!"
Before Jiang Lai's consciousness fully adapted to this body, these words had already slipped out of her mouth.
By the time she was fully awake and aware, she was already in her room, lying on the bed, crying into her pillow.
"Hu—"
