C968 Zhao Chumian Followed Yan Fan Zhou into the Villa

West Court.

Sheng Xifang had just put the baby to sleep, and his eyes were filled with an indescribable gentleness.

Little cutie.

Him.

Suddenly, his phone rang with a necklace. He frowned in displeasure as he looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone and directly hung up.

This was his private number, and not many people knew about it.

He had never seen this number before