It was only now that Yan Huan realized how useless she was. She was a completely popular girl, an orphan with nothing. She was only fit to act for others, and she was only fit to work for others.
She held back the bitterness in her eyes, as well as waves of dizziness.
The horse had already started to run, and it was also running like a madman,
however, she was thrown up on the horse, and the wind blew her hair into a mess from time to time. She felt nauseous again, and it was best for her to hold it in until she opened her eyes, however, what she saw was like a change between day and night. Sometimes it was dark, sometimes it was bright, and sometimes it was bright and dark. She could not see anything, so she could only tighten the reins of the horse to prevent herself from falling.
The speed of the horse increased again. Suddenly, her hands loosened and she fell backward.
At that time, everyone was stunned, including the director.
