C451 Seagull

Chen Feng ran to Qin Yahan's side, worried, and helped her stand up. He sent her out. Qin Yahan's face was pale as she said weakly, "I'm fine..." Chen Feng kissed her forehead. "I know. Rest well. Let's go and pack up."

In the luxurious bedroom, the bed was already in a mess. The clothes scattered on the floor were piled up, and the woman's blood dripped onto her skin