C47 I Can't Tell Your Son from My Son?

"Maybe my eyes are blinded. I don't think so. Where is Ye now?"

"He took care of you for a few hours. I asked Mu Zhengyan to send him back to the villa to rest." Zhan Hanjue rubbed his temples and explained in a low voice.

Zhan Chenye really made people worry.

It was too early to say that it was a rebellious period.

Inadvertently, Zhan Hanjue's gaze fell on Ning Xi's pale and weak face