Her body was already dirty. There were too many men in that circle who had slept with her. In fact, it was not a secret anymore. Those men just had a tacit understanding.
However, if he were to ask who would marry her?
No man would agree to that.
Mu Qing 'AI's mouth twitched. Just as she was about to say something, the door of the ward was pushed open with a bang.
Then, a group of people came in.
There were both men and women, all of them fierce and looked very difficult to deal with.
The woman at the front was dressed in a black suit. Her face was sallow, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were obvious. She was very thin, and her eyes were red. It seemed that she had just cried.
She took a step forward and looked at Mu Qing 'AI. "Mu Qing 'AI?"
mu qing 'ai saw that the person wasn't the principal's wife, and she muttered in her heart, who is this?
"Who are you? you must be mistaken," she said.
