C42 Holding Pei Yichen's Small Hand

She, Song Zhaoyan, could not afford to lose her face!

If he wanted to lose it, he would have to lose it at Gao Yuanyuan's house! To be a parasitic beast of Gao Yuanyuan!

The wound on her foot had yet to heal, yet it split open while walking at such a high speed. Song Zhaoyan still did not mind as she clearly understood the relationship between life and death