C165 Wang Yuan's Anger

When I entered the room, Wang Qing was curled up on the sofa, her eyes had lost their luster, and the blood under her body was still faintly discernible. I could only walk over quietly and sit down slowly, trying my best to slow down, so as not to scare Wang Qing again, my beloved sister, even if she were to do that to Little Wu, it would still be hard to quell the hatred in her heart