Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

Fu Hanlin rolled down his car window and sat in the car for a while. He didn't plan to go upstairs to find her. Tomorrow was his grandfather's funeral, and he still had some things to deal with at home.,He took out his phone and dialed a number. The phone was answered quickly.,Huo Mingzheng's action of drinking soup stopped abruptly, and then he left。