Sixty-one

onchalantly flipped through the newspaper, while Wen Nuann was busy. Ye Er Shao raised an eyebrow and frowned, asking, "How did you get home""Taking a taxi outside, right" Wen Nuan said warmly, bringi...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."he never dared to think about this issue during the day. Occasionally, when it popped up late at night, she would immediately dismiss it and refuse to dwell on it. She was also very conflicted betwee...