He was worried that he would accidentally hurt the little girl behind him.
Before she knew it, Xing Jiuan felt her vision turn dark.
The man who had taken care of her and comforted her like a father and brought her light fell into a pool of blood and never stood up again…
Xing Jiuan woke up with a start and held her chest, feeling a little fearful.
When she thought of the man she saw last night, she seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief.
She checked her phone. It was only four in the morning.
However, she could not fall asleep again.
She did not know what she wanted to do, so she sat there in a daze.
There was nothing she wanted to play on her phone either.
Previously, the news of the real and the fake daughters had already been suppressed. Huo Chulan's matter had more or less affected them.
