Cen Xiang had a bad premonition.

She unconsciously turned her head to look out the window.

Outside the window, the sky was overcast.

The spring rain is about to start falling again.

Cen Xiang felt that although the crystal chandelier in the private room was very bright, Zhang Xianlin looked very kind.

But the aura in this room is not right.

Cen Xiang looked at Zhang Xianlin's face......

"Not Self-Contained" 63.She is a wife who is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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