C374 Little Yunduo

Qian Duojing's memory was suddenly triggered. She never thought that she would wake up. She clearly remembered that Han Meiyu's lower body was covered in blood and that she had been kicked so many times, but she was still alive. Han Meiyu...

"Where's Han Meiyu? How is she?"

Xue Zhengqing took out a kettle from the bedside table and poured a cup of hot water