Put the divorce certificate in your pocket
The ex-wife said: "This is how you will be for the rest of your life."
I held my three-year-old son in my arms and said nothing.
I bought a two-color ball for 100 yuan. The numbers were the parent's death anniversary and the child's birthday, and the number was 20.
The lottery page popped up, 100 million.
"Can we..." "Contact me at any time about the child." I interrupted her, "Nothing else." For 100 million, it's better for An An to call me daddy.
