Lu Heyun leaned weakly on the sofa, looking at cangming with pleading eyes.
"I hope that after I leave, you can take good care of Zhizhi. I know that even if I didn't say it, you would still do it, but I still can't help but ask you."
Cang Ming frowned. &Quot; what do you mean? "
"We're both men. I'm not blind, I can tell what you feel for Zhizhi."
Cang Ming crossed his hands in front of him and clenched them tightly. His joints were pale and he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word.
&Quot; I'm not testing you, and I don't mean anything else. I just hope ... That someone can take good care of her. &Quot;
Lu He Yun pursed his lips, his expression sincere.
After confirming that he had no ill intentions, cangming was silent for a moment before saying in a deep and cold voice, " "Young miss ... Only has you in her heart."
"I know," At this moment, Lu He Yun was neither proud nor satisfied. Instead, he felt guilty. If only Zhizhi did not love him.
