She couldn't fall for him. She couldn't become the kind of person she used to laugh at.
Shen Zhaozheng's iron hoop|| "You can do this outside, but in front of me, you don't have to whine."
The two of them sat on the sofa and watched TV.
The heating in the room was sufficient, and the cold wind was blowing outside. On a winter night, director Shen experienced what warmth was for the first time in his life.
Gu Nian could give him what his family could not.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Shen Zhaozheng frowned. That damn Xue Shen, he was here to disturb them again.
He got up and walked to the door. Before opening the door, he looked through the peephole and fortunately, he saw Yingying.
It was his mother, Liu Mei, who was standing outside the door.
He immediately turned around, walked to the sofa, and whispered, " "Go into the room and hide. My mother is here."
