Zhuang Fanxing patted her hand: "Auntie knows you are a good child, if you marry Xi'er soon, I can be at ease sooner."
At that moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the door, Zhuang Fanxing looked up with a smile: "Speak of the devil, and he will appear."
Liang Wenwan's heart suddenly constricted, a blush climbed up her cheeks, truly radiant and enchanting.
The next moment, the man pushed the door open and walked in.
Liang Wenwan caught a glimpse of the man's polished shiny shoes, as they stepped on the floor, walking step by step to her side. His long trousers outlined his long and straight legs, full of masculine strength and dominance.
She secretly raised her eyes, the man's distinct features were particularly profound and handsome in the twilight sunset, his deep black eyes seemed to have a certain magic, capturing her heart in an instant.
