. Xiang Wan stood at the railing with her back to him, her figure slender and lonely. Her back couldn't be more different from that arrogant young mistress she was two years ago.My heart clenched pai...The temperature on his leg traveled through the trousers, Xiang Wan fidgeted uncomfortably, “It’s mainly because Jiang Qingran was acting pitiful in front of him.”

"You're speaking up for him" He stood up straight, his face set in a grim line, forcing her to meet his gaze.ening the file, looking at the rules already set on top, it was simple, only two lines:1, unconditionally obey Feng Mu's words.During your stay, you must cook at least one meal for Fengmu every day. O...