t dress outlined Jiang Qingran's curvaceous figure. She had her shoulder-length hair pulled up, appearing both intellectual and elegant. At this moment, she was walking straight towards the sports car..."You're already at the door, why don't you come in" Jiang Qifeng hung up the phone, his amber eyes filled with unabashed affection. "If it weren't for Qingran calling me and saying you were outside, I wouldn't have known."iang Yu was incredibly agitated, he tugged at his hair, "If you don't want to, don't force yourself. I just think Mom crying all the time... it's quite... annoying!""I haven't had any hope for her a l...