This matter wasn't done by jinglan

Shi qinglan's eyes were filled with confusion.

She couldn't help but clench her fist and pursed her red lips without making a sound for a long time. She couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation ...

"Don't worry," Bo Li Cheng's voice rang in her ears.

His low voice was as melodious as a cello, but it was filled with profound meaning. It was extremely magnetic as it drilled into people's hearts. even if this matter is really related to jinglan, I will not implicate you or the pure world Pavilion. I will settle my personal grudge with him alone.

Upon hearing this, Shi qinglan lowered her head and lowered her gaze.

Of course, she was not worried that the city would implicate her or the pure world Pavilion, but ... She was the one he hated.

"Ah-Cheng, this can't be jinglan's doing." Shi qinglan's voice was as light as cotton candy.

It fell lightly on the man's heart, making him look up at the girl. His big palm wrapped around her small hand. Lan Lan.