C181 Lei Jiajia

At the No. 2 Martial Arts Institute, nestled beneath an artificial mountain, Lei Tingxu's voice was gentle. "Jiajia, I haven't been around lately. Have you felt mistreated?"

Lei Jiajia's complexion was wan, a stark contrast to the delicate features she had just days before. She had come to know a kind of distress previously foreign to her. Once protected by Lei Yuanjia's influence