ang Ming's law firm was looming, plus her father needed some financial assistance. There wasn't much left in the family coffers.Wen Man gently pulled out a thin chain from her neck. A pale pink diamon...oom, warm as spring, his wife sat quietly arranging flowers in a white wool skirt.From behind, she was still slender as ever.Her auburn hair cascaded down to her waist, very beautiful.Of course, if th...
Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He