C327 Chapter 327

If Su Jiyue hadn’t been hurt, he would’ve made them wish they were dead. Touching a woman who belonged to Qin Yaochen—were they trying to get themselves killed?

He pushed the car to its top speed, glancing over at the woman beside him every few seconds. Her brows were tightly knit, like she was in agony. He could practically feel the despair from the moment she’d tried to bite through her tongue