The road to chasing his wife is long, and Mr. Mu is very sad.
In Fang Xia's eyes, Mu Yuhan was not as important as a lipstick, a bottle of facial cream, or even a hand cream. Mu Shao expressed his sadness.
——Wife, there is no way to repay the kindness of saving your life. How about you give me your permission for your husband?
Mu Shao rolled around and acted cute, begging for support.
Fang Xia didn't even raise an eyelid and said one word: Get out!
