C258 Nie Qiuhuan Is Not Nie Qiuhuan

Xue Xinzhu's words were full of grievance, but more importantly, she was venting it out.

Word by word, his heart was filled with pain.

Yan Xiujin only maintained his posture and leaned against the wall quietly like a statue.

It was only when Xue Xinzhu had finished spitting and teasing the Mituan and was about to leave that his eyelids twitched slightly. After that