Jiang Mingzhu's ears turned red and she lowered her eyes, her lips slightly pursed, with a hint of redness in her eye sockets, her face bearing a look of repressed grievance.,Zhou Li had been brooding over this matter of the wasteland ever since. Jiang Mingzhu truly hadn't expected this.,Ginger Mingzhu hid around the corner, pricking up her ears to listen to what she was saying.。