C520 Offending the Spiritual Voice
Upstairs.
Tong Jiajia sat quietly in front of her desk.
In her hand, she held a paper-cutting knife.
"Lu Qi, you slut, how dare you torture me and force me to apologize? I'll stab you to death!"
The sharp blade pierced into a photo on the table.
The woman in the photo was extremely beautiful, but her temperament was cold and aloof. It was exactly the Lu Qi that Tong Jiajia had mentioned
