391 Grandmother, Do You Want To Pick This Up?

Zhou Zhilei's expression turned cold immediately. She was icy and sharp as she said, "Heh." She snorted coldly and took two steps forward to get closer to Ning Qing. "Should I allow you to enter the red wine competition? Then can you compensate for the pain that I have gone through?"

As she spoke, Zhou Zhilei stretched out her hand to tug the collar of her black attire. Her chest area below her collarbones wsd exposed in front of Ning Qing.

Ning Qing had a look, and she lifted her eyebrows.

Zhou Zhilei's skin was bruised and injured. There were ugly burn marks on it, and her skin looked extremely unsightly.