"He will hate you!"
Song Zhiyun's expression could even be described as twisted, with a dark look.
"You still don't think you're in the wrong?"
Compared to song Zhiyun's hysteria, song Chenxi was more and more calm. The doubts in her mind that were originally like a layer of fog gradually became organized.
Those people did not show any mercy to Zhiyun, but they had no other means to deal with him except for that stick. This was not reasonable!
Unless, the person behind the scenes still had some backup plan?
Thinking of this, song Chenxi became calmer. She calculated the time and believed that Hanxing had already found her. The more this was the case, the more she could not panic!
"What did I do wrong?"
Song Zhiyun sneered.
"Your eyes can only see what belongs to others. In order to obtain it, you can do anything ..."
Song Chenxi's voice was unusually cold.
"Song Zhiyun, do you still recognize yourself?"
