Ding Yinuo opened the door of the office and looked at me,
"There was love, but not much. Instead of nourishing me, it trapped me in endless internal strife."
Ding Yinuo's words always left people pondering...
"I did not see that coming!"
"Come in and sit!"
"No, I won't sit, I need your help with something..."
He leaned against the door with his arms crossed, his long eyes staring deep into me,
"Seriously, babe. I've helped you so much, can't you be a little nicer to me?"
"I'll take you out to dinner when I have a moment!"
"Do you think I lack that meal?"
"No time, Jian Jing's water broke, she's now queuing up for emergency treatment, can you lend a helping hand ..."
At the words of Ding Yinuo, his playful expression finally toned down, "Why didn't you say that earlier? where is she?"
"In the first-floor waiting room, of course!"
"No need to wait, have her go directly to the emergency room on the third floor by elevator, I'll arrange for people."
"Okay, perfect!"
