But now everything is destroyed, and what she has reserved for Hawthorne is gone.

incomparable resentment.

Mu Chudi grabbed the sheets dead, bursting into flames in her eyes, as if a beast had lost its companion. If her eyes were entity, the people in front of her would have been chopped by her thousands of knives.

Huo Miao felt the anger rising from the flute of Muchu and the hatred of the sky.

"It's normal for men to love women. Isn't that what you want?"

"So angry, did I ruin your impression in whose mind?"

Originally, he just wanted to teach her a lesson that she could not succeed at...