"Drink boredly." Liu Qiang was not good at hiding his expression, especially when he looked at the girl who had been like a relative since childhood. Now only she was covered in a drum. His eyes were red and feverish when he thought of it.

"What's wrong with Uncle Liu? Are you in a bad mood?"

"It's all right. You should go to bed and keep adequate sleep."

Ye Shui-ink could see that he was in a bad mood and could sleep anywhere. He followed people to the living room and looked filial to his children. For Ye Shuimi, Liu Qiang is not only a bodyguard employed by Ye family,...