how is it you"At this moment, An Yimo felt like her body was being torn apart. Gritting her teeth through the pain, she asked, "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you"“I…”Ye Bufan slowly recovered his memory...Several people were on Ye Bufan's private jet, so it was very convenient. They arrived in the capital city in the late afternoon.

Two Humvees were parked in front of the airport exit. A handsome young couple stood under the vehicles; they were Dongfang Renjie and Dongfang Huizhong, from the Dongfang family.

“That annoying guy, he just vanished without a trace for so many days. I'll have to settle the score with him when he gets back.”

Dongfang Hui Zhong casually slapped the hood of the Hummer, leaving a deep handprint instantly.

"Ouch, I'm telling you, sister, this one is mine. If you want to take a picture, just take your own one..."

Before Dongfang Renjie could finish his words, Dongfang Huizhong slapped him again, leaving a deeper handprint.

"Alright, granny. I give up. If you want to take pictures, go ahead."ing that she didn't take good enough care of her younger sister."No need to be so polite, it's not a big deal."Ye Bufan said, and with a sweep of his divine sense over Huang Xiaomei, his expression ch...