C287 Helian Yuming's Remarks

The light in the room was particularly dim. The fragrance of the incense mixed with the smell of medicine. Xu Zhaoning, dressed in a steel outfit, looked up at Jun Muming with a cold expression. She was sneering in her heart.

Jun Muming's moral character would probably not change in a short period of time. She knew that Helian Rong was not sick, and also knew who was lying on the bed right now