When the car was speeding towards her, she saw Brother Zhenyu waving at her from the front, the sunlight shining on his face, making him look very gentle, very gentle.
Just one step away, they could reach out and touch each other, feel each other. But at the critical moment, Beitang Yao appeared right in front of her, interrupting her meeting with Brother Zhenyu.
Beitang Yao's face was dark, his icy eyes suddenly grew a few degrees colder, his whole being exuded waves of a chilling aura, and his voice carried a touch of frost, "Do you want to die?"
Her tear-filled eyes and her truly desire-less expression made him really angry. He took two steps forward, reaching out to pinch her chin.
Xia Qingqian blinked lightly, her long eyelashes fluttering, covering the emotion in her eyes, as two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Her cherry lips moved slightly, sobbing softly, trying hard to bite her lips so as not to make any sound.
