"Ha..." At this moment, Wen Xiangyang let out a cold laugh with blood at the corners of her mouth, looking at the man pressing down on her and said word by word: "Mu Lingqian, do you know? The thing I regret most in my life is meeting you!"
"Wen Xiangyang—!"
With a loud "Bang—", a hurricane swept past Wen Xiangyang's ears, and a violent sound erupted next to her ears. It was the sound of a hole being forcefully smashed into the bed.
Wen Xiangyang clenched her eyes shut tightly from the punch, having prepared herself to be beaten to death, sensing Mu Lingqian's fury.
However, after that punch, the man on top of her got up and left her body.
In the darkness, she heard the man's laughter.
It was a kind of desolate and mournful laughter, she couldn't describe it.
It's just that, she was really exhausted.