Chapter 409

into the pan, splashing oil droplets that landed on Fu Jing's back of the hand.He just waved his hand dismissively.Fu Yan found that the coat he put on the sofa was still the one from yesterday. Thin...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.k tightly from her left cheek to her right, constricting her entire face as if someone were squeezing it with their fingers. She couldn't speak, only managing muffled whimpers of resistance.Kevin walk...