Fu Jiajia's face was full of indignation, standing at the edge of the bed with her arms crossed. She looked like she was going to get revenge on that troublesome person.,That was her mother! The mother who had worked tirelessly to raise her, she absolutely could not stand by and watch her be murdered like this, with no evidence, only able to do nothing.,Xu Qinghuan quickly smiled, propped herself up, and hugged her daughter. "Mommy's fine, don't cry, a smiling Tuan Tuan is much prettier than a crying one!"。