C132 For Money

Jing Ping looked at his father's temples, which were snow-white. Jing Tian Yu, who was just 42 years old, had obviously aged, and in one night, he almost lost all of his family members. He was not greedy, and only wanted to calmly accompany his child as he grew up and accompanied that suffering woman as she slowly aged. Why did those people not let them go? He could not understand