C401 Borrowing the Identity of a Third Party to Pk the Mistress

Ye Qingchuan slowly walked to the desk and sat down. He raised his hand and poured another cup of wine from the wine pot. He drank it all in one gulp. The bitterness slowly melted in his mouth, until it was bitter to the heart. He threw the cup in his hand onto the ground. The floor was covered with a thick carpet, so the cup did not break. It only rolled a few times