Sixty-one

had always acted on his own terms, though cold and aloof. He had shown her some mercy, never treating her with such indifference before.Past sweetness flooded her mind, a knife twisting in Han Bi's...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."off.Finally able to take off, Wenwen sent a quick text in a hurry and switched off her phone. After the plane took off, she curiously looked at the woman next to her. Who was this person so big-name T...