C938 The Downtrodden Shen Ying's Mother

A warm tear secretly streaked across. Shen Qingqing took the opportunity when Leng Shaoheng got off the car to quickly wipe it away.

Her face was once again filled with the usual smile, "Shaoheng, thank you." Leng Shaoheng, who was wearing a black cloak, held Shen Qingqing's face, "Silly, what are you saying?"

Shen Qingqing squeezed out a big smile. "Thank you, Mr. Leng, for sending me here