Ou Yan’s pale hands holding that old man flashed in his mind, and he felt a sudden pang of discomfort.Bai Muyao took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, "If sister's biological family is really...rother, you've brought too much..." Ou Yan saw the "mountain of gifts" in his hands, almost towering over his nose."You're eighteen now, there are exactly eighteen presents here, waiting for your birt...