C1957 1957

Without waiting for Mu Chen to speak, Ma Xiaocui's gaze shifted to Jiang Yining's face, and a sinister smile appeared. "And you, Jiang Yining. The reason I asked you to meet last time was to ask you what it feels like to kill someone with your own hands." In the next second, Mu Chen took a half step forward and blocked her line of sight. At that moment, he finally looked straight at her