C90 Real Idol
Moh Shaoyan held his phone tightly, turned around and entered the room. He frowned and looked at the middle-aged woman lying on the bed. The woman was lying quietly on the bed, as if she was dead. Sitting beside the woman's bed was a young woman in her twenties.
The young woman's eyes were filled with tears. She whispered to Moh Shaoyan, "Ah Yan