ents almost rough.Fu Yan felt him restraining his anger, she vaguely sensed a change in Huo Mingzheng's aura, this feeling was dangerous, deadly, like a poisonous poppy.Suddenly, Fu Yan heard a sound...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.been weaving her own dreams.She seemed to have lost her soul, murmuring, “Ten years. You know nothing. You didn't know how heartbroken I was when I heard if Big Brother couldn't pull himself together,...