Bab 269: 269 Not Recognizing Real Value (First Update)

Wen Ziyao curled up on the bed, her body wrapped in a long red nightgown.

Her body had already merged with the red bedsheet, only her head sticking out.

It appeared strikingly abrupt.

It was as if her head had been severed and placed on the bed.

It made one's scalp tingle and breathing rapid.

The deathly pale face contrasted with the vivid red of the bedsheet, notably shocking to the eye.

The large floor-length mirror opposite the foot of the bed reflected everyone in the room.

"Yaoyao, wake up," Shen Suhua tapped Wen Ziyao on the shoulder, trying to awaken her.

But Wen Ziyao's eyes remained tightly closed, her eyebrows locked together as if she were having a nightmare.

Beads of sweat sprouted on her forehead almost instantly.

Chu Jin observed the layout of the room without a word, narrowing her eyes slightly. Apart from the floor-length mirror, everything else in the room seemed in order.