Lei Yibing pinched the broken jade charm and disappeared into the ice grottoes.,Zhang Yuanqing sits at the head of the long conference table, next to his uncle in a burgundy suit, still without a mask.,unlike some readers, I treat him like my first love. He treats me like a ** ex, some even worse. He treats me like a thousand-knife ex-husband, beeping every day and refusing to subscribe to me at all.。