But let Mu Chudi cold heart.

She paced hard, and gathered the courage to look at the Hawthorne.

"Mr. Huo, I know it's wrong. Please forgive my father and do whatever you want to do to me.

Her father's life is in her hand, and she must satisfy Hawthorne.

Hawthorne put down his pen, removed his golden glasses, rubbed his thumb against the frame, and drew an elegant arc at the corner of his mouth. What is Miss Mu talking about? When are you sorry for me?

Speaking slowly but biting clearly for a few words.

He was half back in his chair, lazily supporting his jaw, as if at...