kets around her.A slightly cold fingertip touched Lin Jinran's neck, and the little woman instinctively shrank back, motionless.Fu Mo Han's thin lips curled into a slight smile, he withdrew his finger...show me a picture of your daughter first. I don't know her name, maybe I can recognize her from her appearance.Bǎojié seemed to have expected this, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a photo. Wi...