"Little Mo Lai’s second uncle proposes a toast to you, whether you have a wedding or not. You are married and much happier than Xiao Lan!" Shuilan’s father’s water source trembled slightly and raised his glass. At the thought of his daughter’s death, his aging heart was stinging, and his second aunt Lin Ru had already hidden her face in tears.
That has made people feel a little strange and appeared in their minds, and they also lamented that family gatherings...