"The Western District was quite far from the kindergarten where the two children were enrolled. By the time he returned, his two intravenous fluid bags had drained completely.
She thought of what Wen Qianxi had said earlier and couldn't help but want to laugh.
It was amusing that President Gu, who usually had no bottlenecks, would perform flawlessly at crucial moments.
After giving it some thought, Eleven understood that there were certain things that some people couldn't touch throughout their lives.
The picture taken at the filming gave off a sweet sense of happiness. Forcing them apart must have been something unavoidable, perhaps a pain that they were reluctant to mention.
"Hey, Fourth Master, are you feeling better?" Eleven walked in carrying a cup of warm water.
Gu Liancheng wasn't asleep. He had just finished his drip and was sitting up on the bed. He looked exhausted and his face was pale.
