n a bench in the park, lost in thought.The sun was shining, but Wen Man felt cold.She tallied up the household finances, and a hefty bill from Jiang Ming's law firm was looming, plus her father needed...Though Lu Qian was in pain, he still gently touched his little head.

Look at the pearl again.

Eye contact, always profound.

Though they went their separate ways, there was still a powerful relationship between them, as Ho Chun-tung put it, they still had to be relatives. was fetching the wine, the people there naturally knew him. Wen Man didn't want to lose face for him so she changed into a relatively sophisticated outfit and checked the address again.It's not far,...