All these years, the Yanyu in his memory was strong and cold, as if she didn't care about anything. She was the youngest master of the Li family, and she used all the skills she learned from him to surpass her.
"Uncle, don't die. I only have you."
Her voice gradually faded away, like the wind and fog.
Yuan shaojing wanted to grasp onto something, but his fingers were empty and filled with regret.
Turning back time, it was a banquet.
&Quot; hehe, what little niece? who doesn't know that she's adopted? she's always by Yuan shaojing's side. Who knows, she might become a child bride in the end. Look at her figure, she'll definitely be a top-grade woman in the future! &Quot;
"That's right, maybe we'll sleep together every day!"
Yuan shaojing clenched his fists tightly. He could insult him, but he definitely couldn't insult Yanyu!
