C522 Lunch

Qi Lin couldn't help but feel a little reluctant at this moment. He didn't want Yan Zhen to smile happily in the arms of another man. Yan Zhen who looked like that clearly belonged to him.

Qi Lin was shouting in his heart, but when he thought about Yan Zhen's sad look after his death, Qi Lin fiercely hit the armrest of the wheelchair and suppressed the unwillingness in his heart