The domineering offi

Though I managed to raise him until he was fourteen, our family grew poorer every year.,The house wasn't large, but it was very clean. In the early autumn season, the kang had already been warmed up.,Regardless of whether he was calling to himself, Zhao Jin'er still walked over to the small table in three steps and two strides, poured a bowl of hot tea for him, and held it out.。