Chapter 382: Lu Kuò and Chéng Chén

she was as pretty as a porcelain doll. My wife would secretly add an extra egg to her wonton soup every time. She’d been talking about it for years, saying she dreamt of having a daughter that beauti...s, and currently has no furniture, making it feel rather empty.Han Zhaoyi kept muttering beside him, "Zhao Tingxing, will you be living in this room with my mother from now on"Han Li wanted to cover h...