C688 They Scolded Him Without Distinguishing Between the Right and Wrong
Ning Zhaoyan's pretty face turned icy cold, a chill that seemed to seep into her bones. Yet, almost immediately, her expression smoothed back to its usual calm. This wasn't because Ning Zhaoyan was particularly even-tempered; rather, she had grown accustomed to enduring such vile insults.
Others might not have been able to decipher Ning Zhaoyan's thoughts, but Qin Feng