Chapter 1850 Not Even a Little?

iaoyu wiping something. Fu Mo asked coldly, "Who went to the garden today""Miss Lin, afternoon has passed," Xiaoyu replied softly, her head bowed.Fu Mo's face was cold and stern, as dark as ink. His l...Chapter 1850 Not a Bitao nodded, bent down and picked up her suitcase, "Second Young Master, I'm leaving first." 。"Let's go, I'll be there in a bit"As Zhang Sao trailed away with her suitcase, Fu Shaoqing retracted his gaz...