C141 Unpleasantness

Mi Qiao paced back and forth in her bedroom. She was too worried about her gains and losses that she forgot what she was going to do next.

She threw everything on Xing Mowei's bed to the ground and stepped on it again and again. She wanted to cut it up with her scissors.

Kneeling on the floor, she knocked her head against the bed again and again, struggling to the point of bursting