Fifty-eight: Mental suppression

The lamp in the room hangs directly above the table, and it is a small ordinary light bulb, which emits a faint dim light and shines in the very center of the tabletop, which is the only light in the dim room.

Bai Fangfang sneered, looked up at the lamp hanging on the ceiling, stared at it for a while, she looked at Yan Sheng opposite, laughed presumptuously, and said word by word: "I don't regret it." ”

She, Bai Fangfang, never regretted anything she had done.

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