C239 Despair

Qin Muxuan sat on the swing and greedily breathed in the air. The air in the garden was mixed with a faint fragrance which was much better than the smell in the room where she was locked.

This was the only time Qin Muxuan had a chance to catch her breath these few days. Qin Muxuan always felt that if she was locked up in that room again, she would go crazy sooner or later