at her soul, as if it wanted to tear her apart.She was very clear that everything about her was under Huo Mingzheng's control, and she couldn't escape.Lying in bed, she tossed and turned restlessly....Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.in the morning was unusually deep and husky, like a powerful magnet, drawing Fu Yan in, making her heart throb with a mix of numbness and tremor.She unconsciously looked up, meeting the man's obsidian...