Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

his voice remained soft as silk.Shen Siyin's footsteps paused slightly, her gaze falling on the man's handsome face. In her heart, a sour feeling suddenly rose.For seven years of marriage, he had nev...han says goes. Tomorrow, I'll sing for Miss Chu.""Sing the most favorite one.""Good."Shen Siyin didn't know how she walked out of Xiao Zonghan's room. Her face was stiff, and her steps grew faster wit...