C92 The Crown Prince Was Waiting Anxiously

Zhuo Yee? Fu Jin's pretty eyes were filled with sadness. Love was not fixed in the end. Since the end is transcendence. . . The words that the old monk left for her flashed across her mind. Her red lips curled into a bitter smile.

That's right, love is not decided. He and Zhuo Yee should be fated, right? Fu Jin lowered her eyes and secretly felt hurt in her heart