Zhang Tingting drew a trace of hatred in her eyes, and the seeds of hatred were growing in her heart.

She even regretted that she had not succeeded in making people poisonous and gentle.

If she had another chance, she would have done it herself.

She wants to see tenderness disappear from the world with her own eyes!

Zhang Tingting lowered her head, but the fierce fundus of her eyes did not hide it.

Watching Zhang Yuan's video in the car gently, he shook his head.

"This Tingting is really dead!"

She was still considering whether to let Zhang Yuan tell Zhang Rui and let Zhang Tingting get up first....