C817 I Think of You Every Day

"You bastard! Zuo Zhan..."

Hsu Yuan desperately tried to break free from the tie on her wrist. She was tied up so tightly that there were red marks on her skin.

"Yes, I am a bastard. You have already said so. Can you change it to something new? "Zuo Zhan's expression was dark and disdainful. It was a reckless and impulsive process. It did not make him any better, but he was filled with anger