C171 It's Closed
"Yes, no, up." Han Qingrao's words were clear this time.
"Just reluctantly accept it." Zhao Chumian's voice was gentle. Her right hand was on her waist. She was so tired.
She just wanted to find a place to sit.
Zhao Chumian ignored their gazes and walked away.
Han Qingrao secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, as long as it did not spread out, it would not be considered shameful