C989 If There be No Wind and Rain Who Would be Willing to be a Falling Flower

"Pfft!" Once Leng Yihan left, Murong Xuefei collapsed like a broken flower in the wind.

"Why do you have to go through all this trouble?" A jade-like hand caught Murong Xuefei and gently wiped the blood off the corner of her lips.

"In the end, he and I can't walk together. The longer the pain, the shorter the pain." Murong Xuefei's face was as pale as paper