C3 Accident Notification

The bitter taste of the chocolate spread on the tip of her tongue. Mu Niannian shook her head. Now was not the time to think about that man.

Thinking of half a month ago, on the foreign streets, an unfamiliar cleaning lady held a broom and stopped her. Because of years of hard work, her hands had calluses. She nervously opened her mouth.

"You... You are Miss Mu, right?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry