"I will live well and live on," Gao Han's pale and chapped lips were cracked and oozing with traces of blood from speaking, "Only by living can I take revenge."
Chu Zhenghong knew her hatred and hatred, but he couldn't explain it or explain it.
I can only let this sword of hatred pierce my heart bit by bit.
One side is a father and the other side is a lover. Since you can't choose, you can only hurt yourself.
"What does the throne and the world matter? Even if it is my life, as long as she wants it, I will give it to her."
I used to be so happy and happy.
But no matter how beautiful things are, they have an expiration date.
The prosperity is gone, and the heart is turned into ashes.