The scarlet wedding dress appeared on her phone screen just like that, striking Yu Qinghuan with an overwhelming surge of terror...
Her body began trembling uncontrollably. Although she was frightened, she had not reached the point of losing control of herself. This trembling was truly beyond her control!
As though another consciousness had entered her body in an instant, tears suddenly streamed down her face. With one hand, she pulled Qin Manjiang aside, shoved past Li Xijiu, and desperately slammed her head against the desk. Her voice was so shrill it sounded nothing like her own as she sobbed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Please forgive me..."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry!"
Her shrill cries and the thudding of her forehead against the desk filled the entire office.
Qin Manjiang and Li Xijiu were startled too. Had a ghost possessed her? At this rate, she would draw people here.
After a brief moment of fear, Qin Manjiang hurriedly grabbed her. "Classmate Yu? Yu Qinghuan? What's wrong?"
"Hey! Snap out of it!"
Li Xijiu hurried to close the office door as well. When he came back, he immediately spotted Yu Qinghuan's phone, its screen still lit.
"Holy crap! What the hell is that? Is that the wedding dress?"
Qin Manjiang immediately grabbed her hand, lifted it, and looked at her phone.
The bright red wedding dress on the screen sent a sudden chill down Qin Manjiang's back too. He tried to close the page, but he could not pry open Yu Qinghuan's hand around the phone. She was still crying and struggling, her condition growing increasingly wrong!
Left with no choice, he twisted her arm behind her back and pinned her against the desk, using his body weight to hold her down.
Even so, Yu Qinghuan continued uncontrollably knocking her forehead