C627 Last Warning

Zhong Meo stood up. Her long wedding dress was draped over her back like a streak of silver moonlight.

It was hazy and beautiful.

Her expression did not seem to have changed at all.

However, there seemed to be something in that pair of bright almond eyes.

It was tenacious, fragile, and had complex emotional entanglements.

It was as if she had made some sort of decision