aring a suit jacket, leaning against the wall smoking. Smoke shrouded him, his handsome face with frustration, hatred and helplessness looming in and out of view."Ge—" Xiangwan paused three meters awa...There's something on your head. 。"He (Han Chuan) explained with a nonchalant expression, then stopped the car in front of a seafood restaurant." 。

A-wai likes to eat seafood, but she finds it slow to shell shrimp and crabs. He looked up at her with a glance and put the shelled ones on her plate. 。"You can just eat it yourself, there's no need to peel it for me." 。 the phone.Jiang Qingran glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and answered the phone, "Hello, Grandfather... Okay, I'll be right there. Please wait a moment."She wheeled herself to the front of her car,...