rniture. Everywhere you look, there's elegance, yet a warmth that can't be hidden. This warmth clashes with his overall demeanor.She looked left and right, but she couldn't see anything about Ye Fei M...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."empathy or deep sorrow. Only a faint pity. Perhaps it was really the adage that blood is thicker than water. She hoped that Long Xiushui could rest in peace after her death.Ye Fei's ink walked over an...