Outside the Fourth Ring of the Capital City, a tree-lined community.
Almost no one could imagine that General Ye Tiance, a national star, and former business queen of Huaxia, Liluo, were not living in a mansion, but in a very ordinary, inconspicuous small residential building.
More than twenty years ago, the two settled here.
Afraid that their son who might return home suddenly would not find the house, they never moved away.
The house is small, only seventy or eighty square meters, crowded with nearly ten people, very cramped.
In the living room, Liluo sits in the center of the sofa.
Lilith and Su Qingqing, like competing, are on either side, hugging her arms tighter and tighter.
The other women are also sitting nearby, squeezed on the same sofa.
Ye Huan sits on a bench directly opposite the sofa, holding a cup and drinking tea, a face full of black lines.
He was clean in his dealings, and he knew he was innocent, as most of these women were merely friends.
