ks were moved from the old house, my study to be precise. Did you leave them in my study"Fu Yan thought about it, that must have been when she was in high school. Seven or eight years had passed, and...Then into the car.Back in the car, Qin Heng glanced at Huo Mingzheng's blood-soaked hand, tutting. The punch he landed on the iron door was a reckless one, completely desperate.However, he didn't change...