Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

He took out his phone and dialed a number. The phone was answered quickly.,He scrolled through his phone, locating Fu Yan's number. He wanted to call and ask her what was wrong. Knowing Fu Yan as he did, she wouldn't easily move in with Huo Mingzheng. She appeared gentle and easy to handle, but deep down, she was very stubborn.,Fu Hanlin placed both hands on the steering wheel, pursed his lips, and raised his eyes to look at the twelfth floor. She moved out. Will she come back to live here again。