C804 What Sort of Man Was He
"Xingluo is moving back?"
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was quietly eating breakfast at the luxurious dining table, Ye Zhong announced the news.
Yang Yingying's pupils contracted, but her tone of voice was as gentle as ever. She smiled slightly and wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue. "It's time to move back in. After all, this is his house