Lu Tingchen looked at the woman in front of him without expression. The mist in his eyes was more and more thick, which made him look more and more unpredictable.
"Ting Chen..."
Gong Yuan continued to be coquettish. It was obvious that Lu Tingchen did not kiss her. She would never stop.
"Su Chacha?!"
Lu Tingchen turned his face, his voice was shocked, but the expression on his face was still not half undulating, as if the snow in winter had frozen his face, no matter what happened, it was difficult to affect his stiff expression.
Gong Yuan was suddenly surprised. She subconsciously looked towards the door of the room. In her eyes, a touch of resentment floated uncontrollably.
She loathed Ye Wei and Su cha cha. When she knew the news of Su Chacha's death, she was very happy. Unexpectedly, she was still alive!