In an instant, the dim room lit up brightly as sunlight rushed in through the window, illuminating every corner of the bedroom and shining on the woman, revealing her familiar face—
The Third Miss of the Cheng Family, Cheng Yan!
If Ruan Qi were present now, she would be utterly shocked because Cheng Yan had changed so much.
The once charming and arrogant Cheng Yan now looked disheveled and downtrodden, her hair messy and yellowed, her face dull and lifeless, and her clothes wrinkled as if they hadn't been washed for a month.
Her bedroom was in utter chaos.
The bed hadn't been made in a long time, the ashtray on the bedside table was filled with cigarette butts, cigarette ashes scattered from the bed to the computer desk, and next to the computer were piles of empty bottles, pungent snack bags, and takeout boxes.
