Chapter: 383

Feeling the skirt being pulled from behind, the fabric ripping apart.

This skirt couldn't bear the weight of her whole body.

Fu Yingying's face was pale, and she fell silent for a moment, struggling desperately with both hands to cling to the railing, but it was useless.

Thinking of being almost thrown to death just now.

She stared at Su Nan angrily and embarrassingly.