He watched helplessly as his fiancée was tortured by another man.
And it was all because of him.
Why?
Why would they do this to them?
In the end, Mu Yin closed his eyes in despair, as still as a corpse.
Only tears trickled down from the corners of his eyes, drop by drop.
Yinyin?
Si Chen frowned in confusion.
Where did this unfamiliar name come from?
Nobody noticed that at the stairwell on the other side, two lavishly dressed women stood.
"Ayi, you really have a way," one of them, her face bearing an unhealed scar, said, the gaudy makeup doing little to hide her ferocious features.
If not the Chu Xueying who had caused a scene just moments ago, then who?
The other, called Ayi, was none other than Wen Yiqing, who had long set her sights on Lu Jingchuan, aware that he would not miss the chance to come looking for Mu Yin.
She didn't expect to actually run into him.
Though they couldn't hear what was being said, it was clear that there was something between them.
