"He deserved it. Who asked him to have bad intentions and think of scamming people all day long? it's karma to be scammed to death." LAN Xinyu said disdainfully.
After he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned. That was not right. The person who spoke was a man, and a young man at that. It could not be uncle Ling, but it could not be Meng Zheng either. That shut-up guy would not have been able to say so much even if he was beaten to death.
Ling Chuxi was also stunned. She, LAN Xinyu, and the others followed the sound and looked over.
"Why are you here?" A young man appeared at the door with both hands on the door frame. He coughed non-stop while talking and looked weak and half-dead. Who else could it be but Wu Xie?
"I, I fell down." Wu Xie pouted his mouth and said with a desolate face.
"It fell down?" Ling Chuxi and the others were stunned.
