iang Yimo was speechless, like having a bitter gourd in her mouth but unable to express it. She felt like she had fallen into the Yellow River and couldn't wash away the dirt on her hands."Liang Yimo,...Then everyone gets one. 。he young master of the Leng family fall through." 。"Uncle, thank you for your kindness." 。Just now I was overreacting, I'm already calm now. 。If Xiaxia truly likes Leng Yanchen, I am willing to give X...