"This… is it just me?" Tang Muxin looked at everyone around and shook her head with certainty. "No! It's definitely not!"
A drop of tear rolled down Lin Chuyin's face. Lin Chuyin didn't have any expression on her face as she stared blankly, mumbling to herself, "Is this… a tear? I cried? But… why are there no changes to my expression…"
Li Nianwei gently covered her mouth and tears trickled down from her face. Looking at Little Meow in Tang Muxin's arms, she thought, Little Meow, you'll definitely recover… because Young Master… is someone who creates miracles…
As Hong Dali rested his head on Li Nianwei's lap, he silently exchanged all the money that he had squandered during this period of time. Then, he opened the technology side branch in the system—
"Host currently has a total of 12 attribute points. Please choose how to use them."