Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Wu Yi's fists clenched tightly, seeming unable to accept this reality. His face shifted from white to black, then back to white, until finally, he could only choke out: "How did he die Is the revenge served",A girl just beginning to blossom and a cold man, perhaps neither of them realized that some things had already changed unknowingly.,"Get out of the car." Fu Zimo didn't even bother to meet her gaze, instead lifting the car curtain and stepping out first.。