C200 The Cruel Truth

"I don't want to know. I have to go!"

Wu Yang staggered towards the door but was firmly pressed onto the chair by Zhao Jiajia. She had a fever and her entire body was powerless. Zhao Jiajia only pushed and she was pressed on the table and could not move.

"You want to leave? I haven't finished talking. " Zhao Jiajia's red lips revealed an evil smile