ng, like a magician, took out two paintbrushes from the table beside him and handed one to each of them."Let's draw."He pointed to his right leg, which was bandaged in white.This novel “drawing board”...He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn't speak, silently ended the video call.

When he called again, she didn't answer. She didn't go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.

It's not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizensdong outside the door, he didn't dare to call him by his name directly: "Brother." He greeted him politely.Gu Ruan Dong glanced at her with a cold expression, bearing a hint of elder's authority, and...