C128 Wife Certificate

They’re just fence-sitters, swaying with the wind, not knowing where they truly stand. Fu Yuxi's face was cold and stern, and despite Wen Jiaojiao's cries, he didn't let up. Instead, he pressed down harder. The room fell silent, and soon the sharp crack of bones echoed. Maybe something broke, or perhaps it was a fracture. Wen Jiaojiao passed out from the pain, lying unconscious on the floor