C740 Walking Towards a New Glory

"Yingying?" Zhuo Zichen exerted more strength in his hand.

"Let me go, Yongchen. I feel very uncomfortable when you hold me like this!" Yingying whispered softly.

He was still startled for a moment.

"It's getting late and I need to rest. Aren't we supposed to pick up dad and get him out of the hospital tomorrow? Do you want him to see you look tired? They love you so much