eld her immobile. Their foreheads were nearly touching.He spoke slowly, word by word, "You want to finish the transaction with silver"A wave of heat washed over her face, but she didn't blush. Instead...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.owned, his expression solemn. "The child... wasn't saved."Fu Yan's face, which was already expressionless, suddenly stiffened, her complexion nearly translucent.My mind is blank.Then, a splash of crim...