Bright light filled her vision and before long Ling Qingyu was able to open her eyes. She blinked several times, remembering she was still in her Bentley.
Glancing at the clock inside the car, Ling Qingyu nudged her forehead. 30 minutes…no more, no less.
The dizziness hadn't dissipated. She tried to massage her temples in order to soothe her headaches.
Really, Miss System knew so many methods to torture her even if she was willing to suffer.
Fortunately, the air conditioner of Bentley was high-class to avoid adding another complain.
30 years of continuous skydiving. An ordinary person without a strong will would have lost their personality and definition of oneself.
Ling Qingyu felt she was heck a lot stronger. She never expected her strongest strength to be inside.
