Lv Qian let out a heart-wrenching scream, her knees moving forward over shards of glass.
In the blink of an eye, she was drenched in blood.
The path she crawled left behind terrifying bloody traces!
The sight made Yang Jiajun's heart skip a beat.
Previously, he had not met Chen Shuo, having only heard of his ruthless actions.
He had no real concept of such ruthlessness.
Not until he saw today...
After all, Lv Qian was his lover, yet Chen Shuo didn't even glance at her.
As if he had absolutely no connection with Lv Qian at all.
And Lv Qian had never endured such pain, she was in so much agony she nearly passed out.
But she dared not.
Tears, mucus, and sweat kept streaming down.
Finally, after a long ten minutes, Lv Qian finished crawling the entire distance.
She could finally walk.
At this time, Yang Jiajun was completely sober.
He deeply realized Chen Shuo's cruelty.
If he could persuade Xia Yan, that would be good, but if not, he might not even know how he died...
