"You're Christiano's beloved woman? You're pretty, aren't you?"
Lan Zifeng grabbed Adeline's chin and said lightly with a smile.
"Let her go!"
Evelyn rushed forward and tore Lan Zifeng's clothes apart as she shouted.
"Get lost!"
With a strong wave of his hand, Evelyn was pushed to the ground, and her head hit the vase beside her, making a loud noise.
Adeline saw Evelyn fall to the ground. Looking at the blood on the ground, his heart trembled and he shouted, "Evie..."
"Let me go, you hooligan!"
"Yes, I am a hooligan, so hooligans never speak of love. Do you understand?"
She felt as if her chin was going to be crushed by him, and the heart-wrenching pain filled her whole body.
Looking at the blood flowing out from the back of Evelyn's head, Adeline felt that
