In the beautiful imperial city and bustling streets, a young woman attracted many people's eyes with the eyes of a middle-aged man. Of course, most people's eyes did not gather on the middle-aged man, but fell on the young woman.

Young women are naturally Lingxin in Nangong, while men are Danxuan who put on the middle-aged mask again.

"Looks like these people think of me as your father!" Danxuan said with a bitter smile.

Ling Xin of Nangong gave a whimper, hid a small chuckle, then gave Dan Xuan a white look and said, "You can talk!"

Danxuan is also laughing loudly, but in his heart he is thinking about...