C672 Treat

It was terrifying to think about it last night. He had to come up with a plan in the future to fix his illness.

Peng Fucheng, on the other hand, did not feel any guilt at all as he helped her downstairs with a chuckle.

"Looks like you need to exercise more. What else can you do in the future?"

Meng Faangyi spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The CEO wants to hear everyone's true opinion