C793 Wealthy People Die in Their Dreams
"Jiang Tian, I know my wrongs!"
Fu Lanjun pleaded with his snot and tears.
"Give me a chance, I won't dare to offend you again!" "As long as you speak, I can live …"
At this moment, her hair was in disarray, her face was covered with dust, and her stench was overpowering. She was even more miserable than a beggar on the street.
She didn't look like a lady at all. If she stood on the street