C528 Popular Pianist 72
Hearing the sound, Hee Luyao stuck her head out from the seventh floor. She looked down at Wu Zhaoyun, and a trace of a cold smile appeared on her face.
Hee Luyao said lightly, "Come on up."
The cement factory had been abandoned for many years. The staircase had no handrails, and the cracks in the middle were so wide that people could fall down