C45 Angry Li Ba
Meanwhile, in the Qin house garden in Jianghai City.
Qin Lang was sitting in a large study room, fiddling with a silver-white wedding invitation.
While playing with the invitation in his hand, Qin Lang looked at the two names on it.
The two words, 'Luo Chong Jun', had been revolving in his mind and would not disappear for a long time
