C251 I Don't Need Your Charity

Sheng Chulu swallowed the last mouthful of bitter coffee and carried the coffee cup to the tea room to wash. The two secretariates leaning against the glass door looked at her very strangely.

"Sister Yang, let me tell you. " A woman combed her hair that had been dyed red multiple times beside her ear. Her finger, which was painted with colored nail polish, tapped in the air