C35 Stirring

Xia Jing's face was expressionless as he looked at He Mingen, his gaze cold and distant.

He had never seen such an indifferent meeting in summer. All this time, the way she looked at him was full of passion, expectation, and love.

That look was like a steel needle stabbing into He Mingen's eyes.

"My heart is not here, but I can promise you that I will help your daughter find a suitable heart