Zong Ran's voice just dropped, and Zong Xia's pupil shrank sharply, which seemed to be unacceptable.

when I asked her for the photos of Shi Qian, I was clearly worried about the whereabouts of Shi Qian, but I didn't expect I didn't think it was for this purpose.

Zong Xia's face turned pale. He tightly pressed his lips and looked at Zong ran. His hands hanging on both sides of his thighs were tightly clenched into fists. His sharp nails were deeply stuck in the palm without knowing it.

zongran left the oxygen mask for a long time. She couldn't breathe. Her breathing became thick and urgent. She knew that...