Even if the country is broken, even if the city is bent, it should be his style, still his style, which will not be reduced at all.

Su Muyan asked Feng Qingmei what she thought about the capital at will. Feng Qingmei answered gently. She said some excellent local people by the way. They walked into the Yanyu Pavilion together.

what Xiao Nanyu saw was such a picture. Feng Qingmei was gentle and straight. Standing behind Su Mu's tiny face, she was a natural protector even though she was beautiful. Su Mu's face was soft, and she looked back at him with a smile he hadn't seen for a long...