The next morning, the doorbell rang.
It was a quarter past nine in the morning. Zhang Fuhu looked through the peephole and his heart skipped a beat.
With a smile on his face, he opened the door to welcome them." You're here, in-law…"
Jing Shaofan, Li Menting, and Jing Muchen walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Li Menting said seriously," Mr. Zhang, sorry to disturb you so early in the morning, but this is a serious matter, so I hope you can forgive me." Oh right, where's Loya..."
When Zhang Fuhu heard that this in-law had stopped calling him in-law, he felt embarrassed. He walked to Zhang Luoya's door and knocked on it." Little Ya, Ah Chen is here…"
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Ten minutes later, Zhang Luoya walked out of the boudoir. She had a thin layer of powder on her face, but it could not hide the dark circles under her eyes. She looked a little haggard…
