บท 611: We broke up (1)

Mo Zhiyun looked at his face and only felt that he was a stranger. It was as if he had never really known him.

Even if his joy at this moment was an act, it was still from the heart.

Shen qingbai sensed something. He pursed his dry lips and asked, " what's wrong? "

Mo Zhiyun's small face was deathly pale, but there was still a bit of pity in his eyes when he looked at him. &Quot; let's talk inside. &Quot;

"Alright," he said. Shen qingbai turned around and invited her in.

Cang Ming watched as she walked in with Shen qingbai. He unbuckled his seat belt and opened the trunk.

First, he took a wrench and weighed it in his hand. He put it down in dissatisfaction. Then, he picked up a throwing stick at the side. The quality was good and it felt heavy in his hand.

He turned around and walked towards the clinic. If he dared to be disrespectful to the Miss, he would break his hand. If the Miss gave the order, he could also directly smash this broken place.