The Stand-in Wife Wa

Ji Yun Ting looked at him, smiling and nodding. "Okay,",In a villa, Gu Meng and Zhan Gu were sitting on the balcony chatting, reminiscing about their past twenty or thirty years. Little Niannian had already fallen asleep in bed.,In a distant country, Fu Shaoqing lay leisurely on the sofa, sipping red wine with ease, enjoying the moonlight, and sighing at the pleasures of life.。