Back then, Master Ou refused to hand Manman over to him, probably as any father would feel...
After all, he had nothing, and was so terrible.
He could give her so very little.
And with him, she gained nothing but loss...
That's how it was...
Sheng Shaocheng's nose tingled, and his eyes were bloodshot.
At this moment, Gong Beitang was tightly holding Sheng Qingxue's palm, as if he had found a treasure.
Qingxue felt the warmth of his palm, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She noticed that Gong Beitang's palm was full of tiny beads of sweat. Was he nervous?
Sheng Qingxue glanced at Gong Beitang, feeling a strange emotion in her heart, both happy and touched, thinking of their past, their future, their fortune...
At this moment, they stood side by side, facing the priest.
