C100

Liang Jia frowned, on the cell phone screen, there was still the photo that Yan Du'an had sent her yesterday. Although the message was gone, the information was still there, and she stared at it in a daze. Hearing the sound, Liang Jia raised her head, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

Yu Hua Qing was burning with anger, and as she moved, her white dress swayed violently