Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.,This afternoon there were professional classes at school, and in the evening students had to make up for classes, but now it's not necessary.,No time for chit-chat, hang up the phone and transfer 50,000 yuan. [Top up later].。