C143 Apoplexy

The washbasin landed on the ground with a "bang", just like Xiao Ya's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley. Maybe Duan Yunfei would never forgive herself this time around, Xiao Ya thought.

The basin rolled to the front of the cinnamon. The soaking wet cinnamon picked up the basin and held it in her hand.

Looking at Xiao Ya who was around the same age as her younger sister