C614 Bad Day

Rong En limped down the stairs and almost fell down, covering her face as she ran away from the crowd.

After escaping from the bar, the lights outside were much dimmer and the air fresher.

The cold breath that assaulted one's face was filled with tears. The cold sweat on his back evaporated, and he was so cold that he could not help but shiver.

Rong En had worn her makeup long ago