C581 Acetic Acid

Su Yueru was in no hurry to open the box. Instead, she had it openly carried to her meditation room.

"Miss, how should we deal with this person?"

Su Yueru cast a glance at Yuan Chen, who was obviously in a bad mental state.

"Do we still need to deal with it?" You can go your own way. "

She wasn't the savior of the world, she didn't have a merciful heart