C569 Yet She Still Felt Sick of Living?

How could Tan Jing listen to this? At this moment, as long as she could find someone and expose all of Gu Beihua's vile actions, even if she were to die directly, how could she still care about such a small wound on her feet!

Thinking of this, Tan Jing stubbornly kicked her leg and struggled. Her palm sized face was filled with obvious impatience and her actions were also very rude