C1152 She Didn't Have an Abortion

Wenyuyi retracted his complicated gaze and strode into the villa.

As soon as he entered the hall, a suffocating cloud of dust hit his face. What entered his eyes was also a messy scene: instant noodles, junk food, and a mess on the ground.

A hunchbacked and slovenly beggar man was lying in front of the sofa and smoking something.

If Wen Yuyi hadn't confirmed it again and again