Le Sijie took care of the old man in an orderly manner. An Ran stared blankly at his hand soaking in the washbasin and wringing out a towel to wipe Uncle Chen face. The moment he was lost in thought, he suddenly remembered his empty wrist.
For the sake of An Ran, Le Sijie auctioned off his father's belongings.
At this moment, An Ran must be looking at Le Sijie with a gentle expression. Le Sijie was being stared at, his expression was a little unnatural." Do I have anything on my face?"
"Ah," An Ran raised her head from her arms and rubbed her eyes." No, no, no." It was easy to misunderstand that she was a Flower Addict when she stared at people like this.
A sinister smile appeared on Le Sijie face. He was proud of himself.
On the third day Uncle Chen woke up, An Ran discovered it. He
