A yellow flame came out and lit up JiMingshao's face.

　　In the light of the fire, she felt that the look on his face seemed to be softer. He was no longer angry or irritable as usual. He was as quiet as a young man.

　　For the first time, it seemed that Samuel was not omnipotent. He seemed to have his own troubles. But since he was the heir of the Ji group, he could only swallow them in his own stomach.

　　Thinking of this, she couldn't believe that she was absent-minded.

　　The fire was still burning. Casting a glance at ChuXixia, who was still in a daze, he smiled...