For his son's future, Wang Xueqiang endured the anger burning within him. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails had dug into his palms.,It was rumored that the young lady from a wealthy family was gentle, modest, and composed. However, the person before her had nothing to do with being gentle, modest, or composed, neither in her bearing nor her demeanor.,When the first button is undone, you can see a glimpse. When the second button is undone, a large expanse of spring unfolds, like an unyielding rock, making me swallow hard.。
