Inside the dark carriage, the window sash was closed, and the sun could not shine in a single ray.

Just like my mood at the moment, cold, meaningless, and occluded, but there is a little bit of sadness and unwillingness to the past.

Xu was too cold to the Jiang family, or the empty powerlessness in my heart after fulfilling my father's long-cherished wish, which made me feel cold.

And Zhao Yanqing's hand gave me the illusion of residual sunshine.

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Chapter 111 of "The Lower Cousin", True Mother, I think you are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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