"Wang Hao, can you really..." Bai Yaning looked at Wang Hao with a nervous expression. Her lips were trembling, as this matter was related to her lifelong happiness. She asked urgently, "Can it really be done? Can my illness really be cured?"
Wang Hao looked at Bai Yaning in front of him, his heart aching for her.
This good girl, whether it was her character, appearance, or family background, was impeccable. He thought, as a mere commoner, what virtues and abilities did he have to win her heart?
Now, this good girl was constantly troubled by this matter, truly causing him heartache deep within.
