C67 Approaches
There was no evidence for Xia Zhi, but he would definitely fight for his life.
He had once lost such an opportunity, and it had caused the wound in his heart for life.
"Sis, it's Xia Zhi." Xia Zhi squatted down and grabbed both of her hands.
Although it was autumn, the fireplace had already been lit in the villa, but the white hands were still as cold as ice.
It made his heart ache.
"Sis
