The wife of a promin

At this moment, a layer of frost covered his handsome face. His dark eyes stared at the child's deceptively innocent face, his white teeth grinding together fiercely.,Ye Jiuliang shielded the cup with his hand, preventing the coffee from being spilled.,After a pause, she took a sip of her coffee and continued, "I actually wanted to discuss something with you, but you were sleeping so soundly that I assumed you agreed. Besides, I didn't pour much anyway."。