Eight years, it took everything from him, dragging him down from heaven to hell.,Su Qi kept staring at Mo Xiuhan's face, but on that face covered in scars, it remained unnervingly calm.,Ji Yi Hong, alluring and bold, snatched the gun from Ji Ming Hao's hand and walked towards Su Qi, smiling as she pointed the barrel at his forehead. "Want to die with peace of mind"。