Qin Wenrou looked up and realized that she had bumped into Nalan Ye Jue's wheelchair.
Feeling somewhat nervous and afraid, yet there was a faint sense of anticipation, she quickly called out sweetly, "Brother-in-law..."
She hadn't expected to see Nalan Ye Jue on such an occasion.
Moreover, it was rare that Nalan Ye Jue had come alone.
With Qin Xin not around, she had to seize the chance to get close to "brother-in-law" alone.
Although this man was a cripple in a wheelchair, his cold and handsome face was simply too charming, and his aura was too strong, making one irresistibly want to conquer him, to become his woman.
At that moment, she almost forgot the suffocation and unhappiness that Lan Qingxin had caused her.
What kind of insignificant ugly thing is Lan Qingxin? To snatch Qin Xin's man, that's real skill.
For a moment, Qin Wenrou's little plans in her mind ran several rounds.
