C4172 Divided

Zhao Bingyue felt her heart, which she had worked so hard to stitch up, break like glass pieces all over the floor again.

"What is she? Who is she?" When Luo Huasheng saw the lip print on the white shirt, he panicked. "Bing Yue, listen to me. I don't know why my clothes have this kind of thing. But I've never done anything to let you down. You have to believe me