m remained dark and was a mess.Fu Yan lay on the messy bed, half asleep. She wasn't covered with a blanket. The dim light from the hot spring pool shone in, faintly outlining her sinuous and graceful...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work. Mingzheng in the car. 。The mark on her lips, should be the one left at that time. 。He knew Fu Yan's personality well, she wouldn't easily forgive Huo Mingzheng, so it could only mean that Huo Mingzhe...