Chapter 550 She Has No Face
- Fu Tingshen sat casually, watching Yi Xianguang drinking the bowl of white porridge.
- His long legs crossed, the hem of his straight trousers faintly revealing half of his black socks, and his leather shoes shining brightly.
- Fu Tingshen neither ate breakfast nor went out, just staring at her all the time. His gaze was calm, yet profound.