Ning Zhiyuan doesn't stop any more. She raises her feet and walks to the door. Gu en is ill dressed and sits on the ground in a mess. Her eyes are unwilling. Jealousy makes her lose her usual IQ.

seeing that Ning Zhiyuan was going to go to the door and walk out of the room, she called out, "what about Li Jia Ren? Isn't she sick? "

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly stops leaving, but he doesn't turn back. His slender figure still can't cover the seeping cold that spreads around him in the dim light of the room.

Li Jia, who was outside the door, bit the lip that had...