C47 Broken Hands

Hee Shaochen looked at Shen Xiangyi's back as she left. His heart felt like it had been stabbed by a knife. He then shot a vicious glance at Shen Qing, who was crying on the piano.

If she hadn't interfered, how could he have tortured the woman he loved the most? For so many years! Damn it, she actually dared to pretend to be Yi!

Hee Shaochen walked towards Shen Qing step by step