C298 Fight to the Death to Accompany Him

Xia Tong sat on the side of the black van. He held her hand, his voice hoarse and somewhat dead, "Why did you make yourself like this?"

She withdrew her hand and did not say anything.

"Xia Tong!" His tone became even more displeased.

"What did I do to myself? Have you ever cared about it?" Xia Tong turned her face to look at him and mocked, "Qin Mujue, I know about your Disheng and your career