That night, because of what the girl said, Shen Liguang, who was nearly thirty, was as happy as a young chap.
He didn't know if the girl believed him or not, but it was his first time being in love, the first time he liked a girl this much. He had never found something this incredible before; it turns out girls can be so sweet.
Under the bright moonlight, he kept taking out and looking at the girl's letters.
All the letters were addressed to the General.
He didn't know what her fixation with the General was, she seemed keen on that title.
However, he was very fortunate to be her General.
Outside, the weather was splendid, and Fu Ying got up early.
Today, it was rare for the whole family to sit down together to eat, and Fu Yan could feel something strange in the atmosphere around the dining table.
It seemed like everyone else was bubbly with pink bubbles, while he was green with envy.
Fu Yan glared at the three joyous people and bit fiercely into a bun.
