Aunt Xin had already prepared breakfast, and several people came down together.
With every step Jiang Weiwei took, her stomach hurt, and it was not just ordinary pain.
Tang Zhong was carefully protective of her.
When they sat down at the dining table,
Xin Xiaotong witnessed the scene and immediately approached, saying, "Weiwei, what's wrong with your stomach, did you not sleep well last night?"
Xin Xiaotong knew Jiang Weiwei's identity and status, still considering her the former president of L'Oréal International, she thought Jiang Weiwei might be unaccustomed to the small hotel.
"No...no!" Jiang Weiwei quickly waved her hands.
Aunt Xin brought over a basket of buns, then also smilingly said, "That's how it is in our small hotel!"
"No…there's nothing wrong!" Jiang Weiwei became anxious, only she and Tang Zhong knew what had happened yesterday.
She could not let the others find out!
