At this moment, Mengmeng had already started to daydream about the happiness and beauty of future life, as if everything was right before her eyes, about to arrive.
Looking at Mengmeng in front of him, Wang Jie's face showed a pained expression, unsure of how to continue and explain. After all, he couldn't stake his whole life on this responsibility.
Clearing his throat, Wang Jie coughed twice, took a random glance at Mengmeng, and then said with a very serious expression.
"That thing, Meng... Meng, about that..."
Before Wang Jie could finish speaking, Mengmeng's expression had already turned instantly cold, looking as if an extremely icy blade was about to cut Wang Jie down right there and then.
This sudden change of expression scared Wang Jie to the point where the hairs on his back stood on end and he was completely frozen on the spot, not knowing what to say.
