"I'm glad that you finally died in front of me. To be honest, Xie Yao, I feel at ease. Because you died in front of me, not someone else." Song Jia narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly as she spoke. Shows the owner's excellent mood.
Xie Yao smiled faintly. The short hair creates a dazzling arc in the sun. Even until her death, she would never agree to see him again. Even though she is a prisoner. She also has the right to refuse her next life.
"In the next life, if possible, God, please let me live as much as I want."