a box in his hands and respectfully presented it before Fu Mo Han.Fu Mo Han opened the intricately carved sandalwood box with ease. On the crimson velvet, lay a massive pink diamond, incredibly dazzl... Mr. Fu will not bear a grudge against my son and let it go."This must be Zheng Jinbao's fault. He, a man nearly sixty years old, lowered his posture to speak to Fu Mochen, who was in his thirties. If...