If he lost everything

Lin Hanxing looked down at the woman in front of him, his eyes deep and cold.

At this time, song Zhiyun's makeup was in a mess, and he looked dispirited as if he had been hit by the rain and the wind. He was in a panic.

His face was pale and bloodless.

The haute couture gown he was wearing had lost its luxurious color. In this cold and humid environment, he could not even keep himself warm.

"Lin! Small! Nine!"

Looking at the culprit who had left a stain on her life standing in front of her, song Zhiyun's heart was filled with anger. She was about to rush towards Lin Hanxing!

However, before he could get close, he was already lying on the ground.

The intense pain in her knee seemed to be reminding her that she had overestimated herself!

Song Zhiyun panted heavily as the sound of high heels clattering like death knell rang in his ears ...

Tada, tada ...