Chapter 159 Concubine
- Angela's eyes narrowed slightly. She was young, with a strong girlish air on her face, but the smile in her eyes was arrogant and calm. She casually said, "It's not always the most pitiful when someone cries. This trick is quite useful. I learned it from Fanny when I was a child."
- Suddenly, the glass door opened, and a strong wind blew in.
- It lifted Angela's fine hair.