C302 One Percent

However, ever since that day, Qiao Yumeng refused to meet everyone. Even if Qin Yihang had brought food for her, she had rejected all of them.

"Doctor, how is my niece? She used to like eating the dishes I cooked the most." Qin Yihang looked older than his peers. He looked ten years older because he was worried Qiao Yumeng would frown.

"I'm sorry." The doctor shook his head