Chương 835: Xia Yu's Hatred

Under Wei Wei's directions, she walked into the guest room.

The guest room was elegantly furnished with dark embossed walls and a burgundy leather sofa. A thin girl was sitting on the leather sofa looking a little haggard in the quiet light.

Xia Ling had a fright. "Xia Yu?"

She couldn't be blamed for being surprised. The weak yet delicate Xia Yu whom she remembered was completely different from the girl in front of her. Her eye sockets were sunken, her cheekbones were sharp, and her lips were dry. No amount of cosmetics could cover that sort of haggard aging. In a blink of an eye… Xia Yu aged.

How old was she this year?

Xia Ling couldn't help but wonder. Wasn't she just 28? Or was she 29? She was not at the age when women turned old. Furthermore, she was wealthy and had all the skincare products in the world.

Why was she in this state?

"What in the world happened to you over the years?" She couldn't help but ask.