"Gu Yusheng, if we don't see each other for a few days, you' re still as lowly as ever. I remember that you were very reserved back then. Why are you chatting with other Man on the street now? Shouldn't you be hugging and hugging?" The ear-piercing taunting sound pierced towards Gu Yusheng like a sharp sword.
Gu Yusheng instinctively trembled and clenched his fists.
She stopped, her back facing Jiang Yehan.
She did not have the courage to face Jiang Yehan, the murderer who had killed her mother.
She even hated herself. She hated herself for loving Jiang Yehan, but she actually loved her so much.
Jiang Yehan gaze was fixed on Gu Yusheng and Yi Yu Yan's tightly clenched hands as their eyes darkened.
He strode over to Gu Yusheng and dragged Gu Yusheng in front of him rudely. He pinched
