asure...As he gently flipped through it, Huo Shaoting's blood turned to ice. It was his handwriting, a testament to his love and longing for Wen Man—She likes to play the piano and she likes to wear c...can take her to see her father.Children are guileless and speak their minds.Zhang Chongguang took out his suitcase from behind and heard it, but he didn't say anything. He just patted Mianmian's littl...