C251 Find a Father for the Child

Nangong Xinglan was still in the living room.

There were two used bowls and chopsticks on the dining table. Without a doubt, the supper he bought had been fed to the dogs.

With a sullen face, he carried the woman into the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, the blanket was still folded neatly and there were no signs of movement. Only then did he feel a little better