C245 Love Is Deep and Hate Is Deep

Her wrist heated up and the magnesium lamp went crazy again. Liangxue suddenly realized. Her wrist was firmly held in the palm of that burning big palm.

Before she could regain her senses, she was already dragged by a strong force towards the company. Step by step, she stepped onto the steps. The reporters' cameras and microphones swept over like crazy, but they were all swung away by Hsu Yan