C1035 Xia Lingmo's Position

In the banquet hall, rainbow-colored lights shine.

Xia Lingmo's arm started to tremble for some reason.

The plate fell off her hand and fell onto the carpet floor. It did not make the clear sound that she had imagined. However, Xia Lingmo's voice was slightly choked with sobs. She looked at Zhao Sanjin in front of her and raised her arm gently. She was unable to say a word for a long time