C87 The Heart of a Man-faced Beast

Qin Sang lowered her eyes. Although she looked calm on the surface, her heart was beating faster.

"There's nothing to say." Mu Moxiu's tone was indifferent.

Qin Sang's heartbeat seemed to stop. She pursed her red lips, the pain in her eyes revealing her current emotions.

"Alright, the guests are almost all here. Let's go to the backyard."

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