An Ning's heart stirred slightly.
Slowly raising both hands, she embraced Fu Xingyi.
Her entire body leaned against Fu Xingyi's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and she closed her eyes.
Her lips moved slightly.
I'm sorry, Xiao Jinxing.
...
Three days later.
Lin Zichan's condition had noticeably improved a lot.
Xie Ruotong finally learned the whole truth.
At this moment, encountering Lin Zichan in the backyard was noticeably awkward.
She truly didn't know what identity she should use to face him.
Lin Zichan also saw Xie Ruotong, and he walked over calmly, saying, "Whatever identity General Xie sees me as, that's what I am."
It was telling him not to deliberately care about him.
After all, at this moment, he really was nothing.
"Yes." Xie Ruotong responded respectfully.
At this moment, it seemed that this was the only way.
"Is Guard Lin's health getting better?" Xie Ruotong opened a new topic, not wanting the conversation to be so stiff.
