Ye Fei Mo frowned, leaning back, closing his eyes slightly. He recalled the joy he felt when spending time with Wen Nuan, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise. The evening breeze blew at the...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."g his eyes, "I said Italy…""Don't even think about it, I'm taking this to scrub the toilet." Wen Nuan's anger surged. Ye Fei Mo stated firmly, "Eat!"You know what's up.He was stabbed in the left hand,...