"Please give me another chance." She was somewhat numb.
"Considering everything, you are no longer suitable for this mission."
Her beautiful eyes were dim and colorless, with waves of twitching pain growing stronger. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "No, I definitely can!"
"Okay." His voice was casual and emotionless, "I'll make arrangements."
Jingli.
Taking advantage of Xing Elder's trip to the bathroom, Lian Qiao swiftly took out the medicine box and clean clothes and entered the guest bathroom, then locked the door behind her.
Taking a deep breath, she cautiously and furtively removed her bra, which was stuck with dried blood scabs.
"Hiss..."
The pain from the pull made her teeth chatter, and looking at the dried blood stain, her eyes reddened.
That bastard! She didn't know who to curse—
