C174 You Hate Me

Lin Xinyan's mind was in a daze. She seemed to be in a bumpy state, as if she was lying in a car.

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Her blurry vision became clear, and she was able to clearly see what was happening around her.

She was in a seven-seater van, and there was plenty of room in the back seat, like a big bed, and she was lying on it, with the glass against a pure black film