Chapter 1195
- Lu Zhen lies on the carpet and looks out of the window at the blue sky. The floor is high and the vision is wide. The outside is full of blue sky and white clouds. Lu Zhen's face is immersed in a kind of vague regret.
- Mu Yunsheng suddenly had a bad premonition, "Lu Zhen, don't really like Nolan. Be careful that you don't exist."
- It's not a simple man.