Her face was injured, not her feet.
"But I want to carry you," Ruan Tianling smirked mischievously.
These past few days, no matter how cold or harsh her words, he always maintained a smile and acted according to his own desires, not caring about her opposition.
He treated her well in whatever way he wished, never needing her approval.
Jian Yufei couldn't be bothered to resist anymore.
Before Ruan Tianling could carry her into the living room, Jian Yufei smelled the fragrance of flowers.
The living room, in a pure European style, was furnished with exquisite European furniture.
A palace chandelier emitted a noble pale golden glow.
Entering the living room, everything inside gave a sense of royal splendor.
But that's not the point.
The point is, beside each arrangement in the living room, on the spiraling staircase, there were baskets of champagne roses.
The dreamy champagne roses filled the entire opulent house.
Jian Yufei was stunned at first sight.
