ínghuàn, poured a bucket of cold water on her. Her mouth felt like she was chewing wax.Standing beside Xia Linghuan, helping him clear the table, Tong Yimo just listened silently to the conversation...Ming Sihan and Leng Yanchen trembled both physically and mentally at the same time. 。"Just give me a name, how am I supposed to find you" Cao Yinghao's voice was filled with extreme displeasure and impatience. 。The hoarse ghost's voice chuckled, "That's all you can do I have to question your abilities!" "Hmph, trying to provoke me Fine! You wait for news, I'll go find out for you." 。"My child, can only be mine and Yimo's. If Yimo cannot give birth, then I will not want a child." 。