entrance of Old Master Qin's residence, a slender figure knelt there. The heavy rain had already soaked her to the bone, making her look like a drowned chicken. The piercing cold wind howled, and all...all of these industries belong to him."Daddy, Xiaoxiao is talking to you. Why don't you respond to Xiaoxiao Don't you like Xiaoxiao"A giggle suddenly sounded, bringing Yang Chen's thoughts back to rea...