eting her, Jiang Suzhen imagined a timid and cautious figure. She would feel uncomfortable stepping into the ward, showing a shy demeanor, speaking in a small voice, and possibly even shedding tears o..."He is no match for us..." Dahei glanced at Fengling.

If Feng Ling hadn't used his tricks to knock them unconscious, who knows who would have been at a disadvantage...

Feng Ling, upon hearing this, restrained his urge to beat him up...

On the way to the restaurant, Da Hei was astonished by Song Junlin's luxurious manor, praising him with every word, which made Song Junlin burst into laughter and feel very happy.

Song Junlin smiled and told them to make themselves at home, feel free to look around, then said, “Yan Yan, come with your uncle.” around waiting to die. My aunt believes their conspiracy is like fire hidden under a pile of paper – it will eventually be exposed. Until then, what she needs to do is live her life brightly, gather...