A man in his fifties, a little bald, a bit old, but it doesn't matter that he's thin and white, I can borrow him for a while.,He could only slip quietly through the living room and into the bedroom.,Although no one told him who he was saving, he remembered the face. Over the past few years, he had seen Li Lingxuan's face countless times in the news, but this was the second time he had walked back into his life.。