C67 About the past

Wenxiaoru did not speak, but his expression was terrifyingly calm.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" The man continued to persevere, as if he had to hear something from her before he could stop. After all, what happened at that time was not his own responsibility.

Guzhun folded her arms across her chest. Her two long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, filled with a dangerous aura