The man's deep gaze fell on that fragile tear. Even more fragile than that tear was the little woman curled up on the sofa. She was like a beautiful piece of crystal that was smashed by someone maliciously. No matter how she was put back together, she would never be able to return to her original appearance.
The man knelt on one knee in front of Emma Chen, his fingertips wrapped around the black tail.
The pure black tie is printed with dark blue and almost black patterns. The low-key and luxurious style can be seen at a glance as Victor Wei's personal belongings.
But he asked knowingly, and while looking up at Emma Chen, he used some force in his hands.
"What's this?"
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