It had only been snowing for ten minutes, and the outside was covered in white.
Outside the door, the servants were all admiring the snowy scene.
On the third floor, Pei Xi was holding a three-eyed doll under a blanket and using her mobile phone. Bill was massaging her legs. She was an old pregnant woman, so her legs were sore.
His agent called him excitedly, wanting to talk to Bill about a super Hollywood blockbuster.
Bill told him to reject it. He wanted to take a year off.
The manager asked why so suddenly.
He said that he wanted to spend time with his wife until she gave birth.
On the second floor, Pei Song was studying a few silver needles. They were the same as the ones Su Ji bought the last time.
He was annoyed. He had been a doctor for ten years, but he was not as good as Su Ji.
Pei Xingxing had recently taken a few lute lessons. At this moment, his fingers fiddled with the strings, and it sounded like a saw.
