C1931 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1858

He took a bite of his hamburger and stared at the child standing in front of KFC.

Ye Shuimo pushed the glass door open, but didn't push it. She tried again, but it still didn't open.

The woman who had been standing beside her on the phone suddenly shrieked and rubbed her wrist. A red mark appeared on her wrist.

She looked around for any bastards who might do such a thing