doesn't talk to him anymore.Gu Yuejin sat on the bed, he reached out his hand, and his slender fingers fell on her soft and charming little face and gently caressed it.Ye Ling was wearing a silk nigh...."Xiao Cheng knew that the vision of the Tang family was very high, and it must not be easy to conquer the arrogant young talent of Tang Yu at the same time, and to make Mr. Tang so satisfied with the...