th stubborn resentment.She was afraid that if she died, she wouldn't be able to remember the face of her enemy!"Do you hate me" Jiang Qingran glanced at the wound, not caring too much, and smiled. "Ev..."What's wrong" He Hanchuan asked. 。ly on her hair. His usually cold eyes were now filled only with tenderness and affection. 。"向晚" felt a shiver run down her spine and couldn't stay any longer. 。Anyway, if it were him, he wouldn't be a...