Shen Ningran followed the person who came to pick her into the main hall of the Palace family. As soon as she took a few steps, a familiar voice came from upstairs, "How is it you",Bó Yān Qīng had been angered by Shěn Níng Rǎn's words. The hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.,"Don't call me yours, imposter! This face belongs to me."。