C700 It's Not You!

Gu Qisheng sat in his wheelchair, leaning slightly forward, his gaze fixed on Mo Yun, who was slumped on the floor. He curled his lips, but there wasn't a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Secretary Han pulled a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Tongtong. He had done his homework and knew this was Tongtong's favorite flavor.

Seeing Tongtong take the candy and calm down