She was lying on the ground with her body covered in bruises and her face pale and weak. At this time, she was staring at the couple in front of her. She really hated her innocence and ignorance for believing the scumbag's lies, and hated her own selfishness for causing the destruction of her family. And the people behind all this are his most beloved man and his half-sister.
"Dear! What do you think we should do with her?" Shang Wenjie asked, holding the man's arm coquettishly. There was no response. The man continued to smoke one cigarette after another as coldly as ever. The air was filled with smoke mixed with the smell of blood. I don't know what he was hesitating about until the last cigarette burned out. . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
