Love and him lt;lt;l

Continuously, Qian Lao's messages came in again, all about how he would compensate after selling the house, including reimbursement for the initial renovation costs.,Fu Ji-chen leaned his arms on the car window, glanced at Yu Qing's bag, then at that man's bag. Finally, his gaze fell on the man's face. He smiled ambiguously, but his eyes held a warning like autumn reckoning.,From the enigmatic look in his eyes just now, he seemed to think he was closely related to Qiancheng. Coupled with the text message this afternoon saying he wouldn't be returning to the apartment, it's hard not to misunderstand.。