Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He

angqing sat on the wooden chair on the terrace. There was a box of cigarettes on the small round table, and he had already smoked four or five.Although he had everything he ever wanted, a beautiful fi...e ever been more aware, than right now, that she still liked Huo Shaoting!Wen Man leaned back in her chair, feeling completely drained.The car door opened.He Shaoting stood outside the car, his voice...