C135 You Don't Love It at All

Yeh Yufan's hands were tied up on the sofa chair and her mouth was stuffed with a piece of tattered white cloth. In the sealed air, there was a suffocating smell of dust.

She was tightly tied up and did not even have the chance to struggle.

Shee Nannan stood in front of her eyes and reached out to pull off the tattered cloth from her mouth. Her eyes revealed a look of disdain and disdain