Lan Qingwan! It was with Mu Jihui and that heartless scoundrel who imprisoned himself here!,Lan Qingjia's double script violently trembled, tears welling up in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. They were filled with anger, hatred, pain, and sorrow.,Lan Qingjia suddenly rose, and once again rushed toward Lan Qingwan. Her face was full of ferocity.。