anced upwards casually. Maybe the overhead lighting was too harsh..." The middle-aged man pulled her into his arms. "After we deliver the painting tomorrow, we'll leave this place.""Well," the woman s...Chapter 482 it, out of sight, out of mind." Song Dajang also sighed.At this moment, Youyan's phone vibrated again. Everyone noticed her phone, and Zhuang Peilan was the first to ask, "Youyan, is this phone new""...