Jiang Ning looked down at her calmly, with an unperturbed expression.
Jiang Mengyue coughed and arched her body. For a while, her face was as pale as paper, with no blood at all, and her whole body was trembling.
Jiang Ning saw that she had finished coughing, and said calmly, "Jiang Mengyue, you really haven't changed at all. In order to get to a high position, you have used any method. You have tortured yourself like this to make mother soften up."