u." 。The older he spoke, the more his brows furrowed, and he gripped his cane tighter. 。An Xiaotu's face was covered in black lines, and she really wanted to shout at him: Mr. An, it's not good for yo...our filthy thoughts toward me, do you think they would just sit idly by"However, Sima Yan's reply shattered his last hope."Mom and Dad already knew, and they were persuaded by me. They respect my idea...