C1145 Young Master Ye's Maid 1067

Ye Zimo's heart felt like it was about to be torn apart. Dark red blood flowed down the seat of the carriage and onto the ground. Ye Zimo's eyes were red. He could no longer feel his speed. He could only run forward stiffly.

"Don't..." Ye Zimo only said these words while trembling.

"I'm fine!" Xia Yihan covered her stomach and looked at the car window in confusion