ncircled her waist, keeping her firmly confined under the umbrella.A familiar scent invaded Fu Yan's nostrils, her blood boiling with a searing pain. She tried to ignore the unique scent that belonged...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.t could be broken by a puff of air, like that of a baby.Later he knew that person was specially raised by him to satisfy his own animal desires.He restrained the killing intent in his eyes, pressing L...