C712 Don't Delay too Long

She was dressed in a simple and casual sports attire. The hair on her forehead was stuck to her cheeks, and her eyes were red and swollen. Her small face was filled with embarrassment. In her hand was a plastic flowerpot. There were no flowers, only scattered soil. The plastic pot had already been crushed into a crumpled shape by her …

What was going on?

Feng Yu stared blankly at Yin Chenyue