C98 You Really Make Me Sick

"You have nothing to say?" Shen Zichuan slowly put his hands in his pockets and frowned. He stared at Faang Xiaoran's pale face and asked her coldly.

"Didn't you already see it? What else do you want me to say?"

Faang Xiaoran took a deep breath and hid her sad expression. Slowly holding onto the toilet bowl, she stood up. She was not afraid of the man's sharp blade like cold air