Ye Nianmo, who had just received the news, saw that all this was almost blindfolded. The man in his eyes who held his hand in his heart knelt in the crowd with a humble look. Her head was so low, her face was so sad and sad. How could a proud person like her!

"Yiyi!" He strode up to her and pulled her up, shaking her shoulders. "What are you doing? Do you know what you're doing?!"

Ding Yiyi's desperate heart warmed up as she knelt down and heard the familiar voice. She glanced at him in astonishment and said, "Grandma's bag, bring it to me!"

Ao Xue took a...