C337 We're Just Using Each Other

When Zhao Qinghe woke up, he was lying on a bed. The room was big and bright. Except for the slight pain in his head, he didn't feel any discomfort. He could guess it. These people did not want to hurt him. As for who the other party was, Zhao Qinghe knew it very well, because this was all because of him.

Zhao Qinghe rubbed his sore spot, thinking that this bodyguard was too rigid