When Jiang Heyan found Qiao Yi, she was squatting under the overpass and holding her knees in a daze, the rain was pouring outside, the traffic on the road was endless, and the turbulent water was constantly rushing to the sewer at her feet.

He walked up to her with a large black umbrella, the wind and the rain wetting the hem of his trench coat, and she didn't know how long she had been sitting here, like a homeless street child.

His hand touched ......

"If you are wrong, you will be wrong" Chapter 119 The golden house at home is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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