Sixty-one

h feel suffocated."Let go, help...," she cried for help but was immediately silenced by a thick palm covering her mouth. The two men dragged her toward the dilapidated demolished house, laughing wicke...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."th!” Ye Feimo ruthlessly slapped her again. The woman was no match for him and fell back to the ground, bruised and embarrassed. Airport security arrived, and Tang Shuwen whistled cheerfully, putting...