sat on the office chair in a black shirt and black trousers. Song Ming respectfully handed over a document in his hand. Lu Sijue looked down and whispered something to Song Ming, and Song Ming replie... you dare to come home with me to see if you are my wife"Ye Ling's soft little face steamed out little by little. I don't know if it was the electric current from his jaw or the tender "wife" of his e...