Was Xia Ling lying on the bed with a drunken look? Did Young Master Hua kiss her, take off her clothes, and then..
When he thought of this scene, Xuan Ying quickly closed his eyes. His ink-black pupils were already stained with a layer of red blood.
At this moment, Jun Xi Qing walked over, “Silver-masked king, don’t stand here guarding the door. Sister Ling has already decided to be with young master hua. After tonight, when sister Ling becomes Young Master Hua’s woman, Sister Ling should get married very soon. This is exactly what the silver-masked king wants to see. Sister Ling has completely forgotten about you. She found a good man to marry and has her own happiness. However, in the future, her happiness will have nothing to do with you.”
Xuan Ying’s two large palms that hung by his side quickly clenched into fists. His joints even made a “Kacha Kacha”sound, which made one’s hair stand on end.
—— AH ~
