ool, Jiang Qingran wore a white dress and a black shawl. Her long hair cascaded softly over her shoulders, graceful and beautiful.People come and go, and from time to time someone looks at her.向晚 wore..."You're already at the door, why don't you come in" Jiang Qifeng hung up the phone, his amber eyes filled with unabashed affection. "If it weren't for Qingran calling me and saying you were outside, I wouldn't have known."on his shoulder, his eyes slightly cold, "He was the one clinging to Xiang Wan, wasn't it Xiang Wan who clung to him"Hearing this, the waiters were a bit dumbfounded. The two people's statements were...