How could Wang Qingfeng dare to move?
Just now, that man's casual glance already exuded a powerful and overwhelming aura that rushed right at him, as if he was frozen in place. How could he dare to move an inch?
Let alone follow him to find Gu Lingling.
"This kid, he's just so honest," Xu Qin pushed her son with a hint of frustration. "Aren't you going quickly? You and Lingling are classmates, you must have a lot in common."
Unlike those fierce-looking soldiers, what's so great about them? They're just big-bodied, that's all.
Not like her son who's so delicate and refined.
Wang Shuyun wouldn't bother with this mad woman, she pulled a chair over and started chatting with Old Sir Gu.
As for Gu Lingling, if Yang Yunhai couldn't handle it, then she might as well not have this son.
Yang Yunhai, "..."
Indeed not his biological mother, he must have been picked up.
So wronged, when he sees the girl later, he'll need to find some comfort.
