In anticipation of a hundred possible tragedies, Chen Jiu may be hanged, tortured at the Eighteenth National Congress and possibly abolished. But let Chen Hanxue break her head, she could not imagine that the scene inside the house would be so unexpected!

On the ice chair of the palace, a man sat upright and hugged in his arms. He had a full, flushed, beautiful and matchless beauty. Infinite warmth, affection and Tao, drunkenness, laughter, is basically playing, swearing and flirting.

If he hadn't known these two people, Chen really thought they were a couple and talked there. Love!

"Ah... Why are you here in the cold and snow? Chen Hanxue's...