C675 Chapter 675

Xia Bing stared listlessly at the ceiling, feeling like a worn-out rag doll with its soul sucked dry.

Suddenly, the door creaked open. Her eyes shifted toward it, and through the crack, a delicate little face peeked in.

A spark seemed to flare to life in her deadened eyes, and in an instant, they lit up.

“Xia Yanyou?” Her voice was hoarse from all the crying