Chapter 175

ak and drained, soft and powerless.The middle-aged man looked at her writing. His pen was sharp, his strokes were powerful, and his bearing was awe-inspiring. At the same time, he was surprised to fin...ght away." Song Qiao Ying didn't even finish her dinner because her precious daughter invited a friend over to play at their house for the first time in half a year since she returned home. This frien...