Su Cheng pursed his lips. she ... How is it?"
ha, " Zhao Fan sneered. she wants to be my father the moment she wakes up. What do you think of her? "
Su Cheng's eyelashes fluttered, and his tense back relaxed. His face returned to its usual cold expression. He nodded at Zhao Fan and walked past him.
Meng Fu's body was fine now.
His face was not as pale as before, but his throat was a little hoarse from not drinking water for a long time.
She sat at the head of the bed and listened to Mrs. Yang's words until she felt someone approaching. She raised her head and looked at su Cheng. She coughed softly and said lazily,"Brother Cheng."
Su Cheng greeted yang Hua and Mrs. Yang before looking at her. His gaze stopped on her face, and he said slowly, " it's good that you're awake.
