Just like last time when she came seeking domineering tactics, Qin Rou used insidious methods. Even the stubborn old head of the Qin family wouldn't give her a good look.,By the window of the room, Yun Anan in a fox fur cloak, hands resting on his chin, looked down at the seven black-clad men who had become corpses.,Yun An An, with one hand propping her chin as she pondered something, hadn't heard what Bei Chen Lin had said.。