Chi Wan Yin looked at the person standing outside the door, wearing white mink boots and carrying the latest model bag. She had a condescending air about her, looking down on Chi Wan Yin with a hint of provocation and showing off.,Chi Wan'yin held her child in her arms, sitting on the bed. Her back was hunched, and only then did she hear the sound of Ke Yangyang going downstairs gradually fading away, but her phone rang again.,Zhao Dexin, the mother of , would never give her phone number unless it was important.。