The deep winter wind was biting into one’s bones, causing one’s cheeks to hurt.
Zhu Yuan looked at her parents, who were only a dozen meters away and had fainted through two doors, and her pupils constricted, she angrily questioned, “Your Song family may look dignified on the surface, but aren’t you also despicable and despicable people? My parents have never harmed your song family’s interests.”
The snow was dazzling white, and it decorated the world in a way that made it look like it was made of silver. It also covered song Yao’s face with a layer of cold light. “This is the reason why you have nothing to fear, right?”
Zhu Yuan met song Yao’s deep gaze, and her heart pounded violently. An unprecedented fear enveloped her.
