Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

was a presidential motorcade from some foreign country.Several black, elongated Lincolns weaved through the crowd at a dizzying speed, almost obscuring Tang Xiu’s whereabouts from those behind."Find a... go back to her parents.She's not the best at reading people, is she Even when she's making things up.An Xiaotu shrank her neck and couldn't speak.She couldn't possibly complain to him, saying that sh...