C381 Mordil

Yang Dingchu stared directly at the bottom of the cliff, his eyes full of anxiety.

Yang Wenyi said: "Xiao is someone who is fortunate, nothing will happen to him."

Madame Yang had already cried in Yang Chonghuan's arms; that was the son that she had longed for for for so many years.

She could not imagine how miserable her life would be without this son.

Without a son