s eye, there's no reason why she can't.Huo Mingzheng's eyes were cold, "I hate women who take the initiative."Fu Yan, hiding at the other side of the corner, couldn't help but think back to her beginn...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work. left.Fu Yan lay on the living room sofa, hearing the sound of the washing machine finishing its cycle. She got up and walked towards the balcony, but instead of immediately opening the washing machin...