Qian Yujun Feels So Miserable

Qian Yujun looked at the three people surrounding him and then at Fu Ge, who was not far away.

Fu Ge's gaze was deep and penetrating.

He knew that he was doomed.

The situation was pressing. If he wanted to have a good life in the future, he had to get this over with today.

He plopped down in front of Ji Luo, his hands tightly hugging Ji Luo's thigh as he sobbed and wiped his tears. "Brother, my dear brother, it's all my fault. I didn't know that this would happen. Please let me go! In the future, if you tell me to go west, I will never go east... We're from the same family, please don't be too rash..."

What nonsense was this? The veins on Ji Luo's forehead were constantly throbbing as he was being hugged by the leg. He shook his leg.

Because Qian Yujun was hugging him too tightly, Ji Luo did not manage to shake him off.

"Let go," he said through gritted teeth.