C442 The Mystery of the Dress

Hang Muhee looked at the two people in front of her. Her face was pale and her heart was filled with anger. It was like a balloon that was about to explode. But now, Hang Muhee felt more and more like a balloon that was leaking air. Even if it wanted to explode, there was no more motivation.

"The weather is cold and Miss Hang's body is delicate