The eloquent man, the eloquent man in the business world, was poor for the first time. For the first time, he could not speak in front of Tian Feifei.

"Tian Feifei."

Ouyang muttered in the morning.

"Stop talking, I want to be alone and quiet."

After Tian Feifei finished, she stepped out of the car.

She wanted to take a good walk downstairs and sort out her thoughts. She just remembered what was dangerous with Yang Die here or went upstairs.

As soon as Tian Feifei entered the door, Yang Butterfly, sitting on the sofa, stood up.

Her eyes searched Tian Feifei's face back and forth, perhaps to find that...