Liu Daqing, what kind of person is he? Once he sensed something was wrong, he made a decision without hesitation, never dragging his feet. These things of bidding fond farewells sound wonderful, but in reality, they only bring unnecessary danger to his son.
"By the way, Miss Yan called a few times today as well. She's fine, just worried about you and asked me to remind you to take care of yourself."
Wan Donglin breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the sky, the restraints were gone, he was free of burdens, it was over, it was over, leaving only himself, no matter how big the problem, it was no longer a problem.
For two consecutive days, Yan Xixi was restless.
Originally, she, like most students, had gotten used to this simple and hard life, and when tired, she could fall asleep anytime and anywhere. However, these past two days, she was almost awake the whole night, with no sense of sleep, only extreme anxiety.
