"He who has accomplished great things must be free from trivial matters and suffer any pain." Fu Fengyi did not leave, she looked at Ao Xue's back and said faintly.

Ao Xue finally turned around, her eyes were a little red, but her tears had retracted, but her voice was still a bit hoarse. "I hope I can have equal position in love, is this also a luxury?"

Fu Fengyi approached slowly, his voice was not happy. "There is no so-called equality when marrying a rich family. After all, there is only one leaf ink in the world, and only one summer culvert can really be loved, flying sparrows to...