arts...Song Ge Fei’s tone was quite arrogant, “If you beg for mercy now, it might still be in time… I can let them go easy on you, on the condition that you kneel down and kowtow to me three times.”“A..."Hello, my name is Yang Yiy.". Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Nice to meet you." Si Yecheng nodded at the two of them again.

"My fiancé, Si Yechen," Ou Yan introduced casually.

The three words "fiancé" exploded between Tang Xueying and Yang Yiy, like a bomb.

"You... you... You already have a fiancé" Yang Yiyī widened her eyes in disbelief.

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"With a helpless look, Yu Yan stared at the man before her. 'How do you plan to compensate me'"

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"Hands off."

"I'm very aware, don't worry." Si Yechen touched her face, the face that he had been thinking about day and night. Now that he finally touched it, he wanted to touch it for a while longer.

Put your hands down.

"It's been too long," he couldn't bear to let go.e all covered in blood. Her clothes were soaked, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were vacant and unfocused. It seemed she truly regretted what she had done.Chu Yunshen spoke slowly and casually,...