C94 Good Count

Gu Yunyan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Ji Qingrou's gaze from time to time was filled with schadenfreude, causing people to feel uneasy.

When Gu Yunxiao saw Gu Yunyan's hands that were hidden in her sleeves clenching into fists, nails piercing into her palms, she could faintly see the color of blood. She was afraid that Gu Yunyan would not be able to hold it in