C42 Clarity

Seeing Faang Mulin turn around to go to the phone, Su Yanxin's heart went completely cold. She looked at the pillow that fell to the floor just now, picked it up, dusted it off, put it back down, and then went back to the dining room, drinking the soup without a single sip.

Faang Mulin was standing in the parlour as he dealt with Zhao Wenmann