ses, glanced at the old man blankly, pursed her lips, and turned her gaze to Zheng Mengyao, asking, "Is it Sweetheart!""It was her." Zheng Mengyao's cold smile was firm, and she didn't make any attemp...k, trying to open the car door as gently as possible. He got in, started the vehicle, and drove slowly towards Fu's house. 。Rolls Royce stopped at the main building, Leng Jue was unbuckling her seat...