Gu Ruo's chest heaved violently, and the sound of rapid, ragged breathing filled the room.
Her eyes were wide with fury, and her hands were clenched into tight fists; her nails dug deep into her palms, yet she felt not a flicker of pain. At this moment, the hatred burning in her eyes far eclipsed any physical sensation. The resentment in Gu Ruo’s heart rumbled like rolling thunder.
Gu Qing! Gu Qing!
Chapter 87