Ou Jue leaned close to her ear, his voice husky and meant only for the two of them, "Where should I pinch?"
A teasing breath brushed against Xia Xiyan's delicate pink ear.
This guy!
Xiyan: ......
That's not what I meant!
Susan's face was filled with despair.
What happened to "Mr. Ling has lost his memory"? What happened to "Mr. Ling will never come back"?
It's over…
This time, it's really over!
What should I do?
Looking at the soldiers behind Ling Chen, especially the guns in their hands—
It felt like, at any moment, they could aim at her head and shoot her dead.
Susan was terrified, really scared to death.
Her legs buckled, and she collapsed to her knees with a thud, "Mr. Ling... Please, let me explain, it's not what you think…"
Xiyan was angry, "You're nothing but a fraudster. What explanation could you possibly have? At this point, let's see how you plan to wriggle out of it!"
Everything had already come to light.
