The carefully styled long hair had become a messy mop head at this moment.
"You...you..."
She wanted to scold someone, but she saw that the employee was looking at her with a fierce gaze, and thinking about the beating she had just received, a trace of fear flashed through her eyes.
The words that reached her mouth were choked back, and she could only sit on the ground covering her face and crying.
She believed that with all the commotion downstairs, Mo Qing must have gotten the news and would come down to rescue her.
A touch of determination flashed in her eyes.
But instead of waiting for Lu Moqing to come down, she saw Qiaoxu walking towards her with a triumphant demeanor and squatting down in front of her.
Hooking the corner of her mouth, she patted Su Rou's swollen left cheek like a vicious supporting female character weighing 200 pounds, saying:
