C281 Queen Qin Yan

Dusk was falling in all directions. The night sky of the capital seemed to have been splashed with ink, and it was even more so like the deep black color in Xiao Yi's eyes.

Old Master Su Wen Long's villa was half-way up the mountain, and it was bustling with people and people everywhere. The place was bustling with noise and excitement. The dignified Su Family's old man, Su Wenlong