Ling Tian Han, who had been sipping red wine, suddenly spoke. He raised his eyebrows and pointed at the embarrassed Su Xueqing on the sofa opposite him.
In an instant, the eyes of the three of them were all locked on Su Xueqing body. She lowered her head without any expression on her face. In just a few seconds, her expression changed as she raised her head with a bitter smile and looked back at everyone.
"Hehehe!" The strange laughter echoed in the room. Her eyes were filled with sadness. She had not lived well in the past few years. Although Mu Zhentian had given her countless gold cards, she always had a cold and emotionless expression that did not seem to be the same as the warmth she had felt towards Su Xening back then.
Why, why?
She hated and regretted that she was also Miss Su
