C632 It Doesn't Matter

"It's fine." Zhan Yeling's lips curved upwards in an evil smile.

Xiong Miao looked at her blood-stained hands and her heart trembled. He actually said that it was fine.

"I'm sorry..." She had thousands of words she wanted to say to him, but she could only say these three words.

When the words left her mouth, her voice trembled.

"Su Mumu!" An urgent call pulled Xiong Miao's nerves