"What happened!"
Yang Zixin growled lowly.
Seeing Xia Weibao in this half-dead state, even as an outsider, he felt heartache.
This is the destruction of a person.
The little maid who followed quickly stepped forward and explained everything.
She had always been taking care of Xia Weibao, so she knew very well.
After listening, Yang Zixin was speechless.
Long Xuanye's love was too obsessive, too insane!
He walked to the bedside, and Xia Weibao had already calmed down.
Her body was already weak, how could she endure such torment, she was already exhausted.
At this moment, she lay powerlessly on the bed, like a sick beauty, pitiful to behold.
Yang Zixin's breath caught; this woman, even though she was sickly with barely half her life left, even though her white face had no color, even though she was withered losing all her glow, was stunningly beautiful.
Sickly beauty, weak and pitiable, which further aroused a man's protective instinct.
