C232 Serves Him Right

Inside the room, Zhao Chun was too tired to continue watching and shouting.

She sat in her chair, head down, breathing hard, like a fish on the ground in the sun, dying, but struggling stubbornly, not wanting to die.

"Squeak."

With a crisp sound, the door that had not moved since Zhao Chun woke up was finally opened from the outside.

Zhao Chun suddenly looked down