oming here" Cheng Keqin, reacting, was very angry. She realized she shouldn't have trusted this woman. 。"What do you want to do by tricking me here! Where's Xiaomei" "How would I know where that anno...Actually, she could also sense that Ou Yang Chu wasn't a bad person, and they were both alumni. 。This actually gave Zhao Yizhen a few points of kinship toward him. 。
He is a really good young man. 。"Can't you tell me" Ouyang Chu suddenly asked. 。Zhao Yizhuo was stunned for a moment, then recovered his expression. 。
There's not much to say, after all, he doesn't know about many things, and there's no point in him knowing. 。If I really told him, he might be unhappy too. 。
Let's just forget it 。 。"Well, even if you didn't say anything, I would have found out anyway." 。Ouyang Chu spoke in a low voice. 。
Is he going to investigate Why Their relationship doesn't seem good enough for them to do things for each other, and this time applying medicine was just a coincidence. 。"What are you looking for" Zhao Yizhen asked. 。"Let me find out who bullied, kidnapped, and threatened you." 。He replied slowly. 。Zhao Yizhuo's heart was moved. 。She had no idea that she was the object of his affections all those years ago. 。Actually, she should be grateful. If it hadn't been for this younger brother back then, perhaps she would still be enduring Sophie's torment today. 。"There's no need, it's all in the past" 。Zhao Yino replied faintly. 。
How could it just pass so easily What is this woman thinking Even an adult would understand that there's no such thing as random bullying. Since someone has already come for her, they must have planned this for a long time and wouldn't give up so easily. 。Why does she not understand something that everyone else does
Or is she deliberately avoiding this topic
"I don't want to talk about this anymore, I'm tired now" 。“Zhao Yino spoke deliberatelys scar, having once seen it on Yang Zuo's hand. 。She was anxious and followed him. 。"Heart 。Hearing this answer, Zhao Yi's tears stopped instantly. 。It's not that I don't want to cry, it's that the p...