An Ge couldn't help but shake her head, her voice hoarse: "I can accept the fact that I lost my memory before, but I can't accept this experience. It's too horrible. How could I touch such things, harming others and myself."
As An Ge spoke, crystalline tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
She had thought she might have had some disgraceful past in the underground black market.
But she never expected... such a thing could have happened.
Seeing An Ge's tears, Bo Liang felt even more heartache in his heart.
An Ge... hardly ever cried.
Bo Liang's heart ached incredibly.
He couldn't bear to see An Ge shed even half a drop of tears.
Bo Liang now had the urge to kill Jayne.
Damn it...
...
Bo Liang lightly pursed his lips and proactively reached out his hands to clasp An Ge's shoulders, gazing into the woman's Feng Mou, speaking seriously word by word: "An Ge... you didn't voluntarily get infected with those things, you were forced."
An Ge: "..."
