also nervously waiting for An Xue Tang's response.Once Mo Yunjing has made up his mind to do something, no matter what others say, it is all in vain.After a moment of silence, An Xue Tang gritted her...Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said.father was. So regardless of whether this child is the master’s biological offspring, she cannot admit it now.An Xuetang didn't want to waste time discussing such matters with Fu'er. She glanced at Ni...