C287 A Mandarin Duck with Its Neck Crossed

Zhao Qiyu was angered by the scenes in her mind. She tightly gripped the blanket under her. The pain on her ankle was almost forgotten by her.

She suddenly thought, was she really Leng Yang's fiancée?

Or perhaps, he still had some feelings for her. Why was there such a big difference between treating Bai Linlin and her? There was not even a possibility for her to ignore that kind of difference