Chapter 409

self a glass, pulled out the chair opposite Fu Yan's, and sat down, savoring the wine gracefully.Perhaps the atmosphere was too eerie.Fu Yan buried her head in her noodles, Huo Mingzheng kindly remind...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work. genetics. Both of them have remarkably good memories.Fu Yan only moved a few scoops, and Ajie frowned, "Miss Fu Yan, don't worry Mr. Huo."Huo Yuanshi waved his hand, "It's alright, don't force her if...