Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He

didn't know how to explain it. After all, she was really sleeping with her son.Wen Man could only whisper, "I'm a rabbit."Are you a rabbitMrs. Huo had already prayed to all the Western Buddhas, hopin...tial at all!”Wen Man flipped through the report, her expression calm.The little wolfdog sat on the desk with a plop, observing her carefully: "You make money every day and aren't happy. You're such a...