Leng Li's Despair

Faint. One sentence. It was as if a thunder had struck Leng Leh's body. His face stiffened. "Who. . . Who is that man?"

His body leaned forward and approached Zhang Rou. The emotions on his face could not be concealed and there was indeed some anxiety between his brows.

"It's my son. The two of them finally saw each other's feelings and decided to be together. " When Zhang Rou said these words, she was already calm. She took out a handful of sugar from her pocket and stuffed it into Leng Leh's hands. She stood up and patted his broad shoulders.

"Young man, I am telling you, you are the first person to eat their sugar. I have already passed on the happiness between the two to you. If there are any more suitable girls, Auntie will definitely introduce them to you. "