Chapter 784 Moving
- Last night, Fu Yanheng let Wen Miaomiao see, unable to bear it.
- Her wrist is still sore, she lay on the bed, staring at the palm for a long time, there seems to be a lingering warmth on it.
- Coming down from upstairs, Wen Miaomiao was in the dining room, not seeing Fu Yanheng, only Wen Yi, who was leisurely sipping tea.