C182 The Child must Die

Tang Yusheng placed his palm on the woman's face and gently caressed it.

Ye Jianrong did not mind. She shrugged. Anyway, she had already returned the call.

However. . .

Ye Jianrong's gaze fell on Tang Yusheng in disbelief. "This kind of woman, how did you take a fancy to her back then? The moment she came up, she hit people indiscriminately