lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

Song Qingshuang's spirit was much better than before. Mainly, yesterday the scandal of the Shen family reached her ears. Thinking back to how she had been bullied by Mrs. Shen and her daughter, she felt happy that karma had come around, and her mood brightened, improving her physical well-being as well.,In the main seat, Old Master Huo sat in a grand armchair, beads of prayer rotating between his fingers as he gestured towards Huo Mingzheng.,No matter if it was studying or being pursued, Fu Yan always overshadowed her. She tried her best to come in second, but Fu Yan was always first. The boys who chased after Fu Yan were always more numerous than those who chased after her, even by a significant margin.。