r off her head."Don't take your money," Fu Yan took the paper bag from the sofa. It was clothes prepared for her by Huo Mingzheng. She rushed into the bathroom to change and freshen up.Ho Mingzheng wa...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.in tailored trousers, striding with a steady and powerful gait.The man's face was covered in a silver mask, revealing a sharp jawline, fair skin, and a high nose bridge. Every detail radiated an air o...