"You can do whatever you like. I can't manage you!"

Xia Yihan knows that if she hadn't tried, she would have this idea every day and would not be reconciled.

But she believed in her heart that even if there were more women in Yezi ink, it would not mess up, and it would not really be like Mo Xiaodeng.

Xia Yihan left the main house and did not know where to go. He walked on without going to too dark place. Instead, he walked along the nearby path and slowly came to the place where there were lilacs on the roadside.

She sat down in the chair where Yezimo...