"I know. Isn't your brother doing the same thing?" Always handling the current situation for her.
Xia Zhisu wanted to say something, to mention the things Xiao Tonghao has done for her.
But after thinking it over, she decided not to say anything more.
Saying more would only add to her frustration.
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Whenever Dylan thought about Gu Xiaomo waiting all day long in that cold weather for the Hollywood director, freezing her body,
he originally wanted to have a good talk with that director.
But recalling the grievances Gu Xiaomo suffered, seeing her pale face on the bed, sick, drenched in cold sweat.
He felt as if he had swallowed gunpowder.
He couldn't hold back!
Hocles Five-star Hotel, Room 3125.
A middle-aged man was tied up tightly on a chair, with two hulking men standing behind him, along with a beautiful woman.
And a handsome man with purple hair sat on a French-style armchair.
His legs crossed.
