Si Ye Chen's hand still refused to let go. He lowered his head and whispered to the girl in his arms, "I'll bring you afternoon tea later. Is there anything special you want to eat""Are you bored""Ju...“I don't need it to be pretty!” Si Wanqiao hurriedly said, “Even if it’s written like a dog’s paw, I don’t mind! You write because it’s a way to cultivate your emotions, a hobby. For me, it's hellish pain! I absolutely dislike writing, let alone doing it. I don’t even want to hold a pen… Good sister-in-law, please help me… You are the best sister-in-law in the world…”

"I waited and waited all evening, but you didn't come. I was so hungry my stomach was growling! That's why I had a little bit of a complaint... But once you got here, it was all gone! Seriously, I swear!"

"Si Wanqiao."

Sīyè chén saw her holding u Yán's hand, seemingly pleading for something, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Are you finished speaking"

"It's almost over..."on a year ago. At the time, he just thought it was too beautiful and spent one hundred million to buy it. It's been hanging on the wall in his living room ever since.He didn't know that the painting w...