Wen Qingzhu spoke with a bitter expression,"you know my situation. Since I can't love you anymore, isn't it the same no matter who I choose?" Not to mention, he was chosen by the clan. "
Xiajun Zihao was about to say something when he heard footsteps. He turned around.
Seeing Xie Yan 'er's beautiful appearance, she walked over lightly, her beautiful eyes as clear as water, with a warm and shy glow, her skin as white as snow, and her lips as red as a flower.
She smiled slowly, and her entire person was like a lotus flower waiting to bloom, with the clear beauty of a young girl.
Xiajun Zihao's expression was slightly dazed. The little girl from before had grown up. She was in her first year of University this year, so she should be eighteen years old!
It turned out that so much time had passed unknowingly.
Xiajun Zihao only took a moment to regain his calm expression. His eyes were like fog as he looked at Xie Yan 'er.
