's thin lips slowly curled up, carrying Lin Jin Ran to the bed and tucking him in.He lowered his gaze, looking down at the sleeping face from above. His cold features held a hint of chill.What did Zhe... sketch.He was an ordinary man, the type you wouldn't notice in a crowd. He wasn't memorable at all. The sketch was like trying to find a needle in a haystack; you couldn't find him anywhere.Not only...