oma. Tender green grass basks lazily in the sun beneath the trees. 。Every so often, clusters of wildflowers bloom along the path. Though they lack the allure of roses or peonies, they possess a subtle...caution. She always felt that this Ling Chen was not sincere. 。He must have something to ask her, right Zhao Yizhen looked at Ling Chen suspiciously. 。"That, Miss, can I have a word with you" 。Ling...