Qin Yafu nodded. "May I see him?" In fact, her own heart is not clear, sometimes, some things, how on earth should she face?

Leng Muchen opened the door for her with a gentle cry.

Fu Zixun saw Qin Yayong coming towards him and throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Zixun, why are you here?" Qin Yahuang smiled at him, but her smile was reluctant, unhappy and unnatural.

"I'm worried about you, so come and have a look." For so many days, Fu Zixun has never been reassured. Every day, he imagines how Leng Muchen would hurt Ying. Let a man cry and be wronged, but now, he...