Chapter 1733: Control a Nation Economically

sed together, breaths mingling and becoming one, barely distinguishable from each other.In the cramped private room of the wine shop, an air of intimacy hung heavy like a lingering scent, leaving only...me to tears, looking at Zhaoqinglan with trembling voice: "Sister, I don't want to die, I just want to live."Zha Qinglan's heart ached, and she said, "How could I possibly want you to go to your death...