C475 Be My Woman

On the most prosperous street in Wuhan, water gushed out of the tap of a luxurious room in the Whirlwind Palace Hotel.

Hua Bicheng stood behind the curtain in the washroom, his head thrown back and his eyes closed as he held onto the tiles on the wall. Silently, he sobbed in the hot water. His tears were washed away by the hot water, but his heart was cold