Fu Zixun looked at Anna. "So you know where Bingyong is now?" Anna said, he did not understand, the more hurt, the more afraid to come back, the face will always be heartache.

Anna shook her head. "I can't tell you where she is now, because I don't know." Moreover, she could not say that if Leng Muchen knew what she said, he would hate her, resent her and blame her.

She's still Anna before. For the women around him, she can only scramble for one eye and close one eye. Besides, she can only do that. She knows Leng Muchen too well.

Fu Zixun took her hand and said,...