The room was deadly quiet. Tang Feifei was sitting on the ground, shivering. She could touch the thick carpet with her hand, and there was a faint scent of perfume in the air. Although she couldn't see anything clearly, she could sense a woman standing right in front of her, looking at her with a very cold gaze.
"Is that you, Tang Feifei?" Bonivia's voice suddenly became harsh and indifferent.
"Yes, yes, aren't you Xia Yanxin?" Tang Feifei, having suffered too many blows recently, was on the verge of collapse. She even thought it was Xia Yanxin who was deliberately making fun of her, toying with her!
Bonivia's eyes suddenly deepened, exchanging a puzzled look with Amy, it seemed like they did the right thing by capturing Tang Feifei this time.
"Xia Yanxin? Is she with you?" asked Amy.
Only then did Tang Feifei sense that something was amiss, "You're not sent by that bitch Xia Yanxin?"
