C524 Who Bullied You?
Wen Mian, cradled in Yih Qianbo's arms, was unusually quiet, nestled against him without a word or fuss. The car had been parked outside the door, conveniently waiting.
The valet standing outside saw them approach—well, to be precise, saw one walking and the other being carried—and quickly stepped forward, respectfully asking, "Mr. Yih
