C38 This Is Your Fortune!
Mo Xiling gripped Ms. Lan's neck and thrust her in front of Qiao Yiyi. "How did she hit you yesterday? Now it's your turn."
Ms. Lan, usually strong, now had her head twisted at an angle, her face a deep shade of purple, her eyes bulging as if they might burst. It looked like she could barely breathe. Qiao Yiyi, terrified, tried desperately to pry Mo Xiling's hand away. "Let go
