C531 Great Wave

At that time, in Wang Changshui's heart, a woman was a tool to vent his anger.

In thirty years, Hong Xing had become a part of him. He didn't think much of her.

When the woman suffered from a severe illness, the instant he closed his eyes, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Only then did he know that he also loved red apricots. It was a pity that he owed her too much in this life