Chapter 817

." Ou Yan drank a little over half the cup, her lips still slightly moist. The floral tea had a delicate fragrance, and after drinking it, there was a lingering scent on her lips and teeth. It was a g...ealthy voice rang out over the phone - it was Yan Bing Song.Over the phone, Ou Yan could imagine him being full of energy and radiance."You're calling to remind me that Grandma's birthday is coming up...