Yan Yan's temperament," she picked up the hairpin and compared it against Fu Yan's head, "Both of you are about the same height," her smile was gentle, "It really looks good." 。"Yan Yan, this gift is...Thel him"Cold sweat seeped into his palms."It's okay." Fu Yan hung up the phone, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her.She knew Huo Mingzheng was giving her time to explain things to the Huo fami...