She didn't look good when she fell asleep. She did n' t belong to that kind of good-looking woman, but she was very tolerant of it. As expected, she was a woman Jiang Weide could take a fancy to.
But was that child Jiang Weide? Mo Shenyi felt that the child was somewhat similar to Jiang Weide, but there were many different places.
The unconscious Yan Qingqian's mind was filled with confusion. In his dream, he saw the scene of relatives leaving him.
There was also little darling matter. Her head was still covered in cold sweat and her body was trembling slightly. Was this woman having a nightmare? Mo Shenyi gently wiped Yan Qingqian with a handkerchief.
"Ah!" Little darling! Little darling!" Yan Qingqian shouted and woke up. The scenes before his coma echoed in his mind. All that remain
