"I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still be so popular." Mr Fan said while pinching Ishla's shoulder. He chuckled softly. "Ishla, don't be jealous. Although I am everyone's Mr Fan, I am only Ishla's younger brother." She pushed him away with her hands.
At this moment, the sound of the door opening sounded. She turned her gaze, Lenardo had arrived. Lenardo dressed very formally today. Underneath his black coat was a black suit with a white shirt. He was handsome and sharp, with a refined temperament permeating.
"Hubby" Ishla's stiff body immediately relaxed. The delicate little face smiled sweetly like a flower. Her smiling face was like a rose in full bloom in winter.
She wanted to run towards him. As soon as she took a step, she found that Mr fan's hand was still on her
