Chapter 707

Yan wrote several poems for him, one poem per page of paper. Li Jianghe was delighted and kept reading them over and over again...>>"You don't need to come, just have Yan Yan represent you..."Let me...finish speaking..." Song Qiao Ying was also shocked, her voice trembling. She couldn't believe it at all. Their darling daughter who they raised for eighteen years, would actually be involved in a mur...