C134 I Don't Owe Him Anything

Shen Han stood there quietly, the hair on his forehead not tidied up, covering the top of his eyes just like that.

Although he said he was standing there, it should actually be true. It was rare for him to be so stunned.

He felt a tearing pain in his heart as it rapidly spread from his heart to his four limbs. He even felt that his legs, which were standing beside the bed