Ruan Mengmeng's heart should not have felt the slightest bit of pain from the battle against President Kai.
However, when she saw the president of the battle armor, the white-haired, Haggard face, as if he had suddenly aged many years and no longer had the majesty and dominance of the past, her already cold heart actually felt a rare stabbing pain as if it was being pricked by needles.
This Ward was extremely gorgeous and graceful, but this Ward was so cold and empty.
The battle armor President was of noble status, but at this moment, he was lying here without anyone to take care of him.
All of a sudden, ruan Mengmeng felt an even greater sense of sorrow.
His feelings had become indifferent, but the memories in the depths of his soul were still there.
Ruan Mengmeng did not forget how Grandpa Zhan Kai had once protected her.
