She narrowed her eyes slightly, spraying the strange light from the corner of her eyes.

"how many daughters does Ling Dingjiang have?" Chai Xing felt like he was dreaming. Four years ago, he did see her. On that day, he was playing tricks on the beauties in Huangjue temple. He was in high spirits. Suddenly, he heard that old lady Ling of Tianrui mansion came to worship incense with her granddaughter. He did see a fat and ugly woman with a big waist and a big pie like face He can't help thinking of pigs.

I'll see you today. In front of me is a beautiful and capable woman. To...