Lin Jin Ran wanted nothing more than the title of Mrs. Fu. Even if that man wasn't him, Fu Mo Han, she would have done the same.Lin Jinran didn't care if Fu Mochen believed her or not. She took a dee...Leng Jue Mian looked at her expressionlessly, “Practice makes perfect.”

Tang Yiy said, nodding her head before pointing at the chopped meat on the table. She smiled and said, "Putting theory into practice is also important. Can you cook these for me"

Leng Jue raised an eyebrow, "..."

Leng Jue Mian looked at her impassively, “Practice makes perfect.”

Tang YiyI nodded, then pointed at the chopped meat and vegetables on the table with her finger and smiled, "It's also important to be able to put it into practice. Can you cook these for me"

Leng Jue raised an eyebrow, "..." often ran up and played on it, then watched his mother put on her makeup. 。Decades have passed, the rocking chair is a little old now, and everything else in this room seems out of place. 。But I neve...