One day, Fu Yan ran up to Ling Zixuan pitifully. "Daughter-in-law, they are gossiping in the gang that one of us must be a girl, and they say I look just like her."
"Hmph, invite them to the arena for a PK. They talk so much because they are itchy." In front of the desk. A handsome man put down the aviation design drawing in his hand and narrowed his slender phoenix eyes. Turning on the computer in front of him, he started his own fight, "Even my people dare to bully me."
