"Really" Lingling's eyes lit up, then she seemed to remember something and frowned. "But... we don't have any money. We don't want Dad and Mom to fight.",Jiang Zhihao knew that it was filled with the roast duck he had been craving.,Jiang Zhihao walked over slowly, standing before Zhong Jiawei. Looking at his living wife again made him want to hug Zhong Jiawei and tell her how much he missed her.。