Beinean felt her heart like a ball. She looked at Su Nian, who was at a loss. She whispered a few words to the servants who bent over, and they left in a hurry.

"With his identity, can you be so bullying? He don't forget that Yaoyao is also the blood of Garcia. This time we came back to China, we were not bullied by him for no reason!" No one knows the wishful thinking in Su Nian's heart.

Of course, she didn't know it even more. Her daughter, who had been painstakingly cultivated for many years, burned her painstaking efforts as early as just now.

She secretly glanced at...