her senses, glanced at the old man blankly, pursed her lips, and turned her gaze to Zheng Mengyao, asking, "Is it Sweetheart!""It was her." Zheng Mengyao's cold smile was firm, and she didn't make any...e night owl before her froze, its black eyes brimming with disbelief. This was the words he had longed to hear, and they had finally come out of her mouth. 。an overwhelming joy surged in his heart. He...