C597

Unable to refuse Qing He's insistence, Mu Qianhua had no choice but to pass the task of taking care of Mu Zhifei onto Qing He.

Qing He sat on the side of the bed, her face pale white, her pupils trembling uncontrollably, her mind filled with thoughts.

"He Miao'er ?"

Suddenly, a clear and cold voice came from the entrance of the tent.

Qing He was startled, she turned to look