The Forgotten Woman

Later, when song Chenxi thought about it, she had once asked herself if Gong Chen's men had arrived earlier, everything ...

Would it be different?

Song Chenxi felt that she would never know the answer to this question in her life.

The incense on the table slowly swirled.

Lin Hanxing continued to listen to song Chenxi.

Song Chenxi only briefly described the dangerous process and did not elaborate on it.

However, Lin Hanxing was still able to associate the terrifying scene from that night with these few sentences.

The wound on song Chenxi's arm was too deep.

Based on Lin Hanxing's experience, even if he recovered, there would be serious side effects.

"Ninth young lady, when you truly love someone, you can't bear to let him get hurt in front of you."

"Even if it's just a little ..." He said.

"None of them."

Song Chenxi said with tears and a smile.