Qi Chen stood there with his back slightly bent and his hand covering his chest. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of his lips, but there was a smile of relief on his face.
The man looked at Fu min with a gentle gaze, as if he was attached to him, but he suppressed it.
He had lost all his strength, and his face quickly turned pale.
"I'm sorry," she said.
“.. You can go now."
Qi Chen said this with difficulty. His dark eyes were fixed on Fu Shang, never leaving him for a moment.
Fu Shang's expression became a little complicated. Seeing Qi Chen like this, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She had hated him before ... No, it wasn't hatred, but he had thoughts of revenge.
Now, his revenge had succeeded.
Qi Chen had indeed fallen in love with her, and he was willing to ... He had become so submissive and obedient, unlike him.
