Ye Beicheng listened to her words. He was so distressed that he sat quietly opposite him, but there was no other river between them.

A meal without appetite finally passed through the torment. After the meal, Ouyang Feng opened his DVD and began to sing aloud.

Sitting quietly in the corner, she usually just doesn't like singing, but tonight, she's not even in the mood to listen.

The melody of "Unable to Hurt" in the stereo was once again distorted by Ouyang Feng's singing. Before the song was over, Yang Qixue could not bear to grab the microphone. "Okay, so ugly, don't make a fool of it."

She clicked on...