Good Night, Miss Zhong

A strong smell of alcohol penetrated her nose Chu Nian turned around and held Zhong Qing's body with both hands, approaching her face. "Then why do you keep clinging to Gao Lian's matter?! Huh?!" Zhongqing raised her head and looked at him in disbelief, then pushed him away and questioned him "Don't you understand?! No matter what your original intention is, the result you caused is that he has passed away. No matter what aspect you try to make up for, it will not help!" "It turns out that you also know that it won't help..." Chu Nian smiled bitterly "Then what else can I do? Please teach me..." After a long time, Zhongqing wiped away the coolness on his face "Let me go, can you stop torturing me?" "Torture you?" Chu Nian punched the back of the chair behind her ear, and the veins on her neck suddenly popped out. "Who is torturing whom?!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.