Chapter 1117: Questioning Su Zhen Ting

r with his hand outside.Her porcelain-like skin, as white as condensed milk, was exposed in the carriage. A faint fragrance wafted up, painting a silhouette of white and delicate pink.He lowered his...ve himself. Is he trying to pin the blame on himselfOr is this a way for him to exonerate himselfThe problem is that this happened over ten years ago, and no one talks about it anymore."Good."Li Chen...