wn, designed to conceal the scars on her legs, trailed behind her as she clutched the hem and fled the ballroom, under Jiang Qingran's wounded gaze and the stares of the others.The hotel corridor was...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！head, but his eyes crinkled at the corners with a ripple-like smile. 。She hadn't given him the silent treatment in ages. 。“You have other uses, you'll cut yourself with a knife again later, and I abs...