Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash

the wrist he was holding. It was as if he wasn't holding a person, but an ice pillar, so cold that his fingers stiffened.Ye Wenyan leaned forward half a step, getting closer to him, his voice dropping...e and added, “If the Ye family had this awareness earlier, how good it would have been.”Yún Chén left, and Yè Zhàn Shèng stood still, thinking more and more that something about Yún Chén's words didn'...