In fact, such an action was a great torture for Zhang Yuqin.
ZhuZhu was her life, her hope, the only light in her life in the future. But one day, this light was suddenly extinguished, and it was undoubtedly a huge blow to her.
"She was the one who received ZhuZhu's last call before she was killed, but because of work, she didn't get home in time. So, she must be blaming herself."
The author of " demon " added in a low voice.
The author appeared to be a newcomer. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was short and chubby and looked a little shy. He was wearing glasses. When he finished his sentence and saw Jiang se turn to look at him, he pushed the glasses up his face helplessly and nodded at her with a flushed face.
"Yes, I am." Zhao rang affirmed his statement and added, "
as for returning to her original place, she must be in great pain and resistance, with a subtle mentality of fear and desire.
