C522 Song daughter

Zhang Chao never thought that there would come a day when he would be in such a sorry state.

In a private room, Zhang Chao was holding an ice cube in one hand and rubbing his bruised face with the other, looking really miserable.

Bai Jing sat at the side, smiling merrily.

"Where have you been all these years?"

Si Jiu looked at his masterpiece without a shred of guilt