C94 Putong Putong's Heart

Jiang Cheng'an looked at the butler with a weird look: "Since when was my private life controlled by someone?" The mocking smile on his face made the steward look completely different.

The butler's words poured a bucket of cold water on Ann Ran's heart. Ignoring the cool autumn air, she sat on the stairs with her feet curled up and her head resting on her knees