o Mingzheng's hands, she must either have real skills, or there are ulterior motives at play.No matter what kind it is, he treats it with respect."You don't look well, would you like to rest for a bit...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work..and Xiaoxiao's side.She frowned, clutching the blacked-out phone in her hand. She looked at Cao Yuan beside her, who remained silent and stoic, hesitating as if wanting to speak but unable to.Why wo...