C186 His silent sacrifice

In the face of Meng Qingyang's love words, Wen Zhizhi only felt a deep sense of awkwardness.

She was no longer a teenage girl. She would not be moved by just a few words of love, and her heart would be in turmoil.

"Cough, about that, Qing Yang, if there's anything you need to do, you can do it first. You watch your hours before you decide not to come to the hospital