Five hundred forty-nine

ly was rich and didn't rely on her paintings for income, so she didn't really care about painting that much. Ever since Lin Meng returned home, she had been focused on designing things here and there,...r, he walked to the window, opened it, letting a bit of cold wind blow on her, then used his hand to borrow some rain and wiped it across her face.The rainwater at night was slightly cool, driving awa...