instinctively. She looked up at the man-like figure.From her perspective, Fu Mo Han's stern features were shrouded in shadow. However, his pair of deep black eyes shone with unusual clarity, making hi... left my house, can you believe it My house is still full of pictures of me with a bald head, cutting cake.”Sitting in the car, Su Han twisted her hair with a wronged expression on her face, “I could...