C275 Even If We Break up It's Still My Woman
Suddenly, in the crowd, a big hand picked up Mu Xiaoyan's shoes. He slowly walked to her side.
It was like he was holding an egg, gently lifting her ankle and carefully putting on her shoes.
When Mu Xiaoyan looked up, her tears started streaming down her familiar suffocating face.
That person was Ling Anjun.
His obsidian eyes were filled with love and sorrow