chapter 454 The sorrow of our ancestors

Although he was not used to living in someone else's house, Arton Jiang slept soundly.
He didn't get up until eight o'clock in the morning US time. As soon as he walked out of the living room, he saw a very beautiful little girl of seven or eight years old playing in the living room.
Cousin Qing Ting was dressing her up. When she saw Arton Jiang coming out, she smiled and said, "Arton, the toiletries are in there."
"Thank you, Sister Qingting. Is this your daughter?"Arton Jiang...