tart. She looked at Li An, who had casually sat down at the dining table, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are my clothes I want to go home."Li An, dressed in a white robe, sat elegantly before the...not for your secretary to pay." Ming Zixing saw Li An about to leave and was slightly anxious; he grabbed his arm. Li An's eyebrows couldn’t help but twitch lightly."Take your hand away," said Li An c...