C59 Withering Rain
Shifting her gaze, Qin Yinuo's brows furrowed as she looked at the boy beside her. For the first time in her life, shock was written all over her grave and stern face. In her astonishment, even the folder on the table fell to the ground.
These two faces were so similar. Damn it! When did she give birth to a son?
Qin Yinuo's originally sharp eyes were now filled with disbelief and astonishment