That blood-red wedding dress appeared on her phone screen just like that, delivering an intensely terrifying shock to Yu Qinghuan...
Her body began trembling uncontrollably. Although she was frightened, she was not yet so frightened that she could no longer control 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. She pulled Qin Manjiang aside with one hand, shoved Li Xijiu out of the way, 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!"
The entire office rang with her piercing cries and the repeated thuds of her head striking the desk.
Qin Manjiang and Li Xijiu were startled too. Had a ghost possessed her? At this rate, she would draw people over.
After a brief moment of fear, Qin Manjiang hurriedly grabbed her. "Yu Qinghuan? Yu Qinghuan? What's wrong?"
"Hey! Snap out of it!"
Li Xijiu hurried over to close the office door as well. When he returned, he immediately noticed Yu Qinghuan's still-lit phone.
"Holy shit! What the hell is that? Is that the wedding dress?"
Qin Manjiang immediately grabbed her hand, raised 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 then tried to close the page, but he could not pry open Yu Qinghuan's grip on the phone. She was still crying and struggling, and something was becoming increasingly wrong with her!
Left with no choice, he twisted her arm behind her back and pinned her against the desk, using his body weight to hold her firmly down.
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