C817 Chapter 817

She could already see her future stretching out before her—a life that felt like hell.

She didn’t want to go back and report to Shen Xiu.

What floor was this? If she jumped straight out the window and ended it all, would that work?

Cheng Mengying cried in misery and pain.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when, all of a sudden, a broad, warm hand rested on her back