e were four protruding knuckles and the shape of the fingers suggested he had been clenching them tightly, striking something with force.It's been a while.Her heart pounded, "This is from when Ji Lin...Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.g knocked and came in, offering Fu Yan a cup of warm water. He glanced at the pot of congee that hadn't been touched much.He couldn't be bothered with that anymore and reminded, "Mr. Huo personally pi...