C554 This Isn't His Baby

He had already smashed the cell phone that he usually used. Moo Chengfeng had a spare cell phone in his hand.

He held the phone tightly but did not crush it with his strength.

He looked at the picture on the phone and desperately tried to find something different.

But that mouth, that nose, that tightly shut eyes, it was clearly Yan Bei.

She was being held in Yem Qingzhou's arms