C332 A Warm Moment for the Family of Three

Fenng Xinglang held a lit cigarette between his fingers. He elegantly lit the ash in the car's tray and then sent it to his lips to take a deep breath. His movements were gentle and regular.

His handsome face was shrouded in smoke, but he did not say anything.

He was a handsome man, and his handsomeness was evil.

When Fenng Xinglang saw the woman walking out of the school gate