C267 Call

Cheng Zinuo's laughter was getting closer and closer, and Du Jinnian's grip on his knife and fork was tightening.

Du Jinnian's heart throbbed in pain. He told himself over and over again that he couldn't turn back. He mustn't turn back.

Because the moment he turned around, Cheng Zinuo would see him sitting in a wheelchair, crippled.

By that time