g, he subconsciously looked at Fu Yan's belly, his expression complex. "It wasn't directed at you."He suddenly threw away the cotton swab, his face turning ice-cold. "That bastard Huo Mingzheng! You'r..., closed the door. This year's spring in Nancheng was late, and it still felt like winter."How did you get here" Qin Heng asked the man beside him."That's a question I should be asking you," Huo Mingz...