C923 Hong Xiu(1)

When Shen Wuyou returned to his residence, he still had a face full of resentment. He sat down on his seat and poured water into his mouth with the teapot in his hands.

"How is your interrogation going?" Chiying was wearing a white shirt with a bandage wrapped around her chest. Her hair was scattered on her shoulders, and the expression on her face was even gentler than usual