Whose Child Is It?

Jiang Xi smiled. As the daughter of God, could she say that in her eyes, the places where the grain was buried were as dazzling as big light bulbs?

"Do you think I'm like your big brother, only stepping on dog sh*t when taking a stroll?" Jiang Xi asked with a smile. Her words amused Zhao Yingying, and the two of them laughed out loud together.

In the distance, Zhao Ruifeng was commanding his subordinates with a solemn face. Then, he sneezed loudly, causing many people to look at him. Zhao Ruifeng's face was expressionless, but if one looked carefully, one could see that the corners of his eyes were slightly twitching. Yes, he was serious and had a frosty expression. Only this way could he maintain his prestige as a great general!