picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and looked at Wan Jiaojiao who was deep in thought. After a while, when her cheeks were flushed red under his gaze, he began to write a poem on the blank scroll... blind fool before, but there's some truth in what you say."Li Yinhu pointed at Liu Sichun and said in a flat tone, "Give her half an hour to leave, or don't blame me for being ruthless."Liu Sida, see...