Sixty-one

tand, I wasn’t happy. Before seeking revenge, I was happy. Your parents were very good to me too. Besides feeling guilty towards your parents, resisting their kindness, I didn’t have anything else to...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."Can't you move"“No, if we move, we're dead.”Mo Yao nodded, indicating that he understood. A worried expression appeared on his face. He was clear-headed in this rudimentary clinic, while Bai Liu was s...