C51 I'm Only 23 I Don't Want to Die!

Su Xiaomian's arm, which was holding the bowl of soup, suddenly froze in midair. Her beautiful face was instantly covered with shock.

Su Xiaomian's hand slowly put down the bowl of soup. She lowered her eyebrows and did not say anything. Although she already knew that Moh Feicheng did not like her, she did not expect Moh Feicheng to hate her to the point of wanting to kill her