Too tragic, very tragic!

You You looked even more unkempt than Hua Yifei.

His eyes were listless, and his short hair was as messy as a chicken nest.

"Boohoo, it's probably the same as being raped."

You You held onto the door and leaned her head against the door frame, looking at You You with despair.

God knew how she had been living these past few days.

It was really inconvenient to not be able to move one leg!

It was not convenient at all!

Nothing went smoothly!

"Is it that bad?"

You You hurriedly entered the house, not knowing whether to comfort her or scold her.

"Yes, it's too tragic, very tragic!"

You You closed the door. Disliking the crutches, she hopped inside.

Half an hour later.

You You, who had cried even more miserably than Luo Yangyang when she entered the room, was lying on the sofa and munching on a banana like a boss.

"What happened to Mo An? Why should we be wary of her?"