Zhang Benyiyi, he knows Evelyn’s mind, and his heart rises with a warmth.
However, he looked at Li Xiangyu with some hesitation.
Li Xiangyu knows what he wants, puts down the chopsticks, and said, “Since the vines let you stay, let’s stay, so the herbs are also more worrying.”
“Yeah.” Zhang Ben’s tight look finally slowed down, revealing a pleasant smile.
Finn smiled at him and gave him a glass of wine.
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