"Master, do you have to do this? You also know that if you do this, Brother Ziyang will hate you for the rest of his life." "It doesn't matter if you hate me for the rest of your life. As long as he can live well, it will be a godsend to me. I just don't want to. I promised to be with him for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that I would have to break my promise in the end." Someone outside the door clenched his hands tightly. Kan Xu, if this is your idea, I will definitely do it. From then on, there was no more Qi Ziyang in the world, but only Qi Sixu. "National Master, I can only help you here. I sent my little grandson here. The fortune teller said that he was not born to belong to our family of tombkeepers. Haha, but that's fine, you say so. Haha, this is a lover, it is better to be a dependent." This is a (non) routine article. Trust the author and be sincere.