Sixty-one

y turned a blind eye.People are all flesh and blood, with grievances and pain. With wounds still bleeding, who can forget this chill and heartacheOnce again, Wen Shi was back in the hands of her fathe...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."e phone and started training again. Training, participating in activities, this was Wen warm's normal life, she had gotten used to it, busy, fulfilling, and sometimes needing to socialize 。As an arti...