"Is that right? You are still so young and beautiful in your eighties this year. It seems that you always eat pig's hooves. The collagen of that thing is high. It has cosmetic effect.

When Li Nan said this, he looked down at Yue Zi-tong's little feet, but she lifted her feet on her leg and came back again.

He didn't care either. He sat across from General Yue, smiling and grinning. He filled her with wine and raised a glass to her with courtesy: "It's also worth Bosch's brush - please accept my belated wishes."

"No birthday present?"

Yue Zitong raised his glass and touched him gently. The tinkling...