"Jiang Weide!" Yan Qingqian cried. Jiang Weide immediately took off her suit and jacket. She was covered in scars and her clothes were rotten to the point of being ruined.
His hands were tightly wrapped around his trembling Yan Qingqian. Jiang Weide wished he could kill Xu Hanbo. This man was simply courting death. He dared to touch his woman. What a bastard.
"It's fine. It's fine." Jiang Weide consoled her in a soft voice, her eyes filled with tenderness. Seeing Jiang Weide like this Yan Wenxue his heart ached a little, but his heart began to twist and Yan Qingqian.
Snot and tears wiped Jiang Weide clothes. Yan Qingqian felt very painful. At this moment, she really wanted to go home.
"Wait." Jiang Weide gently patted Yan Qingqian shoulder and stood up to walk to the Xu Hanbo lying on
