The more I think about it, the more I think about yesterday's scene, the more I have to think about it. Think of the deep, leaf ink long breath, this woman, is really a goblin.

He decided to go to Xia Yihan in person.

The next day, the snowy sky had cleared up and the air was particularly fresh. Ye Zimo was wearing a black suit, and his uncritical face was wearing a ghostly smile.

The black Maserati galloped down the broad road of the city and soon arrived at Lin's jewelry store. Standing outside Lin's jewelry store, looking for people, looking for the figure of Xia Yihan, he did...