C541 New Scapegoat

Lee Nanfang slowly opened his eyes as the sun climbed up the treetops, but then closed them again.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the pupils of those who had just woken up were still unable to adjust to its brightness.

When a person was awake and closed their eyes, they would always think of a lot of things, such as what they did before they went to sleep last night