C527 subtlety

Zheng Yanhong was still wearing that pink, sheepskin down jacket, and she was beautifully standing on top of the snow. Her expression was like a piece of warm and calm white jade, and there was not a single hint of emotion or sadness in her expression, her voice was also devoid of the usual cadence as she said in a wooden, flat, and indifferent voice: "Me, or her