C109 Mutual harm

"Stop talking." Song Huai Shuang's tears were about to come out. Her hands and feet were cold, and she took out a tissue from her bag in a panic, wanting to help Lin Chen wipe the blood off her face.

But who knew that before her hand could even touch Lin Chen's cheek, her wrist was firmly grasped by the man?

There was no need to look at the man's face