C254 She Can't Write

Jiang Qing's head was filled with black lines. She was a living person, how could she not exist? Just by thinking about it, he was able to tell that it was her. Could it be that her presence was too low? Woo woo … * You don't have to be so harsh.

"It's her, Seventh Brother." Shen Cheng pointed at Jiang Qing, feeling helpless.

He followed his hand and looked at Jiang Qing