The landlady looked at it and said to herself, "Hmm, what a grand engagement party, the rich are luxuries."

The woman carrying the goods is Song Wanting. She fled to this small supermarket in the suburbs. No one else found any information about her, as if she had disappeared from the world.

Song Wanting stared at the TV play with dead eyes. She suddenly poured out millions of sorrows. She was the real Miss Qianjin, but she couldn't. Yan Qingyan, your smile was so beautiful. You know you are not Ye Haoran's youngest son at all. Mo Xiaojun is the only one. You are just a lie compiled by me,...