mething else.""Mr. An, please speak." An Xiaotu sat upright and looked serious.She could guess what Old An wanted to tell her, it was nothing but the matter of shares.An Lao did not speak immediately...Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himselfissed the tears from her face, softly comforting her. 。Actually, deep down he was also very afraid. 。First, she almost faced fatal danger, and now it's the little rabbit...His narrowed cold eyes swept...