On the sofa.
Ya Chen sat with an imposing figure, his entire being enveloped in the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, as if draped in a layer of light gold sand, exuding an air of nobility.
Two years ago, before she met him at a banquet, Lan Yurou thought he was both blind and paralyzed, as the rumors suggested.
Unexpectedly, this man, the most esteemed in the country, was not as deplorable as she had imagined.
After several surgeries, he could now stand and walk normally, participate in various sports, and move freely.
Except for his unlit eyes, his body was like that of any normal man.
Though his blind eyes were a flaw, they did not overshadow his attributes; after all, he was still the most respected man in the nation.
Upon meeting him for the first time, Lan Yurou felt like she had stumbled upon a treasure and vowed never to let this man go.
