unned, murmuring, "How is this possible..."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!How did she do itLet me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!It seems lik...Song Qiao Ying heard this and felt even more heartbroken for her daughter's suffering.

As soon as 司夜辰 heard this, his heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible giant hand, the pain making it hard for him to breathe.

This goddamn Bai Muyu, he wished he could skin her alive and draw out her tendons right now..Bai Muyao sat in the sixth row of the audience and secretly glanced at her phone. It was nine thirty in the morning, but Gao Yang hadn't arrived yet, nor had he sent her a message.However, Bai Zhenha...