Yan Qingqian words made it difficult for the housekeeper to start speaking. She had already said that, so how could she have the nerve to pull this old face off?
The Yan Wenxue with ice in his hand was slowly heading towards the Yan Zetian emergency room. From afar, he saw the butler carrying his back and making a phone call.
"Miss Qing Qian, I hope you can come back to see Master. After all, he's already old. I do n' t know how long he can last." The butler said bitterly, but Yan Qingqian was not moved at all. So what if he died?
If it wasn't for the fact that he could n' t change his first name, he would have felt humiliated.
However, this time Yan Wenxue was really powerful. Why was this Yan Zetian still her father? In the end, she had to argue with him like this.
He tiptoed to the
