Apricot's eyes were wide open as if he wanted to see him through.

Sheng Lingyao slowly retrieved his stiff hand in mid-air, and his black eyes grew deeper and deeper, looking straight at Qiujiayi.

"These do not conflict with our marriage!" After a pause, thin lips continued to spit out the words that hurt people. "You are Mrs. Sheng. I will spoil you and protect you. I will give you whatever you want. As long as you want it, I will send it to you one by one. You don't need to feel sad at all! __________

Oh, what does she want? If it's what she wants, can he really...