Chapter 47 Fuck you and your blood!

Her clothes were all wet, and Gwen Wen thought that she could no longer get any colder until she heard what Dawson Wen had said. Dawson must have seen what Susan Zhang did to her just now, yet he was still so partial to that woman. This was her father, the man her mother had loved and devoted all her life to. Gritting her teeth, Gwen sat directly on the leather sofa, not caring that her dirty clothes might ruin the expensive furniture. Since that was something Dawson cared about, she had to...