C1710 Just What Kind of Demon Is It

Gu Wenqing was a little twisted. She didn't know if she should merge with such a happy atmosphere. After all, she was just a woman Liang Chen had paid for. What right did she have to be happy with his friends?

She stood at the door of the side hall, but her legs did not listen to her brain. She walked into the side hall by herself. Her face was red, and she felt bad for Yu Deshui's hospitality