Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Huo Sicheng heard Yi Shui’s words, his distinct and pale handso face beca frosty.
Yi Shui said, “Young Master Huo, how should we handle this matter?”
Huo Sicheng didn’t respond to Yi Shui, but just hung up the phone.
Because Gu Qingcheng had gotten up and co downstairs, his eyes were filled with her presence.
Gu Qingcheng was wearing a light pink nightgown, her slender arms and long, thin legs on display, her black hair like satin falling over her shoulders. She looked sleepy and lazy as she ca down the stairs.
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