Zhan Yang followed ruan Mengmeng's line of sight and saw a dignified and elegant woman standing in front of the villa. His dark eyes revealed a hint of pain.
He closed his eyes and said,"yes, she is xiuhui, my wife." &Nbsp;
It was just a simple introduction, but ruan Mengmeng could hear the pain in Zhan Yang's voice.
She couldn't help but look at Zhan Yang. He had his eyes closed, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
Shouldn't Zhan Yang and Duan xiuhui be on good terms with each other?
Why did Zhan Yang have such a strange expression when he mentioned Duan xiuhui's identity?
The car had stopped. Zhan Yang did not seem to want to show too much pain in front of ruan Mengmeng. He gathered his thoughts and said,"Go down first. I will tell you about the other things in the future when I have the opportunity. This is the manor I bought overseas. It's our home. Mengmeng, you're my daughter. Daddy will definitely bring you home."
