Song Qiaoqiao walked in and realized that she was sitting facing the door. When she looked up, she could see the people outside. Although she could only see two people, with Le Yao and Qiao Qiao around, she wasn't nervous anymore. She sat down on the other side of the table. "I heard you wanted to see me?"
Su Yuan finally looked up.
Song Qiaoqiao gasped.
Although the original Su Yuan was not as stunning as Brother Ya and Sir Jue, he was still handsome. However, how long had it been? He was completely disfigured, especially his eyes. They looked dead.
"Qiaoqiao." Su Yuan opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.
Song Qiaoqiao inexplicably felt goosebumps all over her body. She could only look at the door and meet Le Yao's eyes. Only then did she calm down. "Su Yuan, reflect well. In the future…"
"My future has been ruined by you." Su Yuan suddenly glared, his lifeless eyes suddenly bursting with hatred. "It's all your fault. It's all your fault…"
