Chapter 1387

with skin as smooth as sheep fat and hair like a waterfall was sleeping in bed. Her features were delicate, resembling an immortal from a painting. She was Ouyang Qian, the daughter of the richest man...music in the world. Looking at his face, it no longer seemed as hateful as before, but rather brought a feeling of spring breeze.With eager eyes, he said, "I want it, I want it, Wang Dao-you. As long...