C43 Why Are You Doing This to Me

At the same time, the same night villa was lit as bright as day.

In the bedroom of a person, the old eight-note box played the passionate piano music. Lu Zhihuan was still wearing the luxurious clothing for tonight's celebration banquet. She held a bottle of red wine in her hand and was leisurely dancing by herself.

Her eyes lazily swept across the clock hanging on the wall