Fang Zhenguo’s face was filled with astonishment. Instead of looking at Lu Yi on the screen, he kept his gaze fixed on Mei Beihan.
This move by old Mei truly exceeded his expectations, yet upon reflection, it made perfect sense.
"The spring silkworm spins silk until it dies; the candle burns until it turns to ash and tears dry," Fang Zhenguo sighed inwardly.
Chapter 203