Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He

enough”Gu Changqing threw the cigarette on the ground, his meticulously crafted Italian leather shoes lightly stomping it out. When he looked up, his eyes were deep and intense: "Wen Man, I came to s...ying cards and not having any luck, losing quite a bit of money."Wen Man spoke softly, "I'm Wen Man. Bai Wei is a little drunk, could you come and take her"Jingshen immediately threw down the poker."W...