C1211 Sang Hong Died

It didn't take long for the blanket to warm up, and it didn't look like it was lying in ice anymore.

Feeling the warmth, Sung Honghua suddenly started to cry.

"Wuwuwu. . . "

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated the waiter that way, and I shouldn't have listened to Boss. Wuyue, I was wrong. "

Perhaps it was the confession before her death