Chapter 67 After all, he's a cripple!

When the house was being built, Qi Yue had people make the backyard extremely spacious, even adding a resting room.

Described as a resting room, it was actually a pavilion, originally intended for growing some vegetables and flowers come springtime. It would be quite comfortable to sit there weary from work and enjoy a cup of tea.

Yet before spring had even arrived, Zhao Xiyan had already occupied the place.

Entering the backyard, sure enough, Zhao Xiyan was seen sitting in his wheelchair, holding a tattered book, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was preoccupied with some thoughts.

Hearing someone approaching, he swiftly rolled the tattered book up and hid it in his sleeve, a move that aroused suspicion in Qi Yue.

What kind of book is it? Could it be something not meant to be seen by others?

Suddenly, the thought of a certain type of secretive book made her blush slightly.