C1192 You Can Leave First

Zhan Beirong couldn't help but have a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. The anger and collapse in his deep cold eyes was obvious. He then fixed his gaze on Mu Shuishan's face.

"Beirong." Mu Shuishan bit her lips and whispered two words softly. Her voice was so soft that Zhan Beirong didn't hear Mu Shuishan's voice