C181 Crazy This Woman

Late at night, the city has sunk into the silence of the surface, the world of red and wine celebrating in unknown places.

Jing Junling had just returned home and her face was heavy. She was no longer as dignified and gentle as she was in front of others. She was calm and self-restrained. Jing Junling walked up the European spiral staircase and entered the study on the left of the second floor