This Spoiling President Is My Husband

Many years ago, she was tricked into his bed, and the charming night was extremely cozy. She unwillingly became a street mouse in her heart, and many years later, when they met again, she was still in his bed. “Plotted against me? ” “What Mr. Lin said is not right. I am not the only one feeling good. How can I be called scheming? ” In order to find out the reason for her mother’s death, she brought her child back to the city …