pressed her cheek against his chest, as close to his heart as she could get.She tilted her head, the scratch on her neck fully exposed to Huo Mingzheng's gaze.A cool finger touched her cheek, and Fu Y...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.zheng never truly pitied her. He took what he wanted and discarded what he didn't, never caring about her feelings. 。"Well," she murmured, "then I won't trouble Lord Hawthorne any further." 。As the ca...