C1444 Smoke Painting Past!(part I)

Jiang Baiyue clenched her hands tightly, and her nails dug into her palms, causing her to bleed profusely.

Her face was filled with fear, as if she was recalling an embarrassing past. She couldn't help but shriek out, "It's them! It's them …"

His appearance was not that of a warm family member, but of fear and hatred.

"You remember?"

Ye Fann, who was standing beside her