l holding onto Fu Yan. I don't understand what you're thinking.""I heard the old man is setting a wedding date for you, are you really going to marry Li Qin"Ho Mingzheng’s side was the howling wind,...like a mask devoid of life.It is already eleven o'clock at night.Three hours ago, Qicè called. She didn't answer.Even with three phone calls, she still didn't answer.She thought he would keep fighting...