Zhuang Su watched as the fire grew larger and larger. If she didn't find a way to rush out, she would definitely be burned to death here.
Zhuang Su grabbed a towel, quickly wet it and covered her nose, then tried to wet herself as well, attempting to rush out.
The fire was too fierce, especially since everything here was made of wood, making it even easier to burn.
Zhuang Su didn't make it to the door before she crashed into a table, falling to the ground.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain all over her body, and a searing pain on her face.
She didn't want to die, she still didn't want to die. Zhuang Su endured the intense pain and crawled back to the bathroom.
Zhuang Su took out her phone and instinctively thought of Su Chengxuan.
When she wanted to dial Su Chengxuan, she stopped.
The fire was so big, if Su Chengxuan came in, he might only get into trouble because of it.
Zhuang Su lightly coughed; the thick smoke was making it difficult for her to breathe.
Would she die?
