C1240 Lu Shaozheng Backstab?

Was it her?

How could it be her?

Feeling shocked, Yun Xiyi's line of sight fell, but he couldn't help but shake his head: No, no! She wasn't like that!

At this time, inside the house, Ye Ling had already started to pack his bag and drink his cup.

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan, please don't be like this, saving a life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda. If you leave now