C114 Two Bookworms

"I can't guarantee it. I'm only guessing that Xie Chun is the mastermind behind all of this." Ye Qingru sat down on the European iron chair in the garden.

Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her tender white hands were fanning the wind.

She hid in the closet for a long time, but it was enough to suffocate her.

Feng Beiyi took out a thin folding fan and handed it to Ye Qingru