The entire Luos Manor is quiet and terrible.
Hundreds of people are in this manor, but no one speaks.
In the villas, Ye Tianrui waved the whip hit the back of Luo Qinghan with a vesanic face. Luo Qinghan's white back now became bloody.
however…
At this moment, Luo Qinghan did not speak a word, as if she could not feel the pain. She just gawked at the window, looking at the fallen Lo Hangen, those eyes that are not closed even if he died.
Her grandfather is dead.
Her only relative in this world is dead.
In this world, there is nothing worth recalling.
Ye Tianrui whipped several times in a row and found that Luo Qinghan also stopped crying, immediately feel boring.
Turned to the front of Luo Qinghan, watching Luo Qinghan's peerless 'fierce' breast, the eyes exposed the light, fiercely stretched out, and the upper part of Luo Qinghan's dress was completely torn into two halves.
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Outside the villa.
