Chapter 31 Not a Dead Body

Walking into the office, Leng Zimo carried her into the spacious hall, heading towards the inner resting room.

On one side of the bedroom was a floor-to-ceiling glass window, the curtains parted, with only a sheer layer of fabric that blocked sight but not sunlight.

Luo Xiaoqian's eyes were wide open, looking not at him, but towards the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The window was adorned with a shade of sheer curtain. At this moment, the sunlight was dazzling, and the sheer curtain could no longer block the sun's rays. Once again, Lu Hao's face appeared before her eyes, and she began to feel a slight ache in them.

Tears slid from her eyes, trickling down her cheeks and dampening her hair.

Seeing her tears only filled his face with anger.

"Don't cry!"

She turned a deaf ear, as the tears silently fell, drop by drop.

Once, she had despised those kinds of people, but now, she herself had embarked on that path.

Truly, ironic!

"I said don't cry!"