Wen Meimei giggled and immediately lifted the quilt to snuggle into the bed.
For a sweet kiss, she definitely wouldn't make any sound!
Qiao Chengxun turned around and walked into the office, sitting back in his chair.
Han Zhan came in from outside, "Dingxi is awake. I'm not asking you to take responsibility for her, but if you have any conscience, go to the hospital and see her."
Qiao Chengxun looked up at his friend's handsome face and said in a deep voice, "Any sequelae?"
Han Zhan nodded, "The last surgery caused cerebral hypoxia, and Dingxi will probably spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair."
If he could, he wished he could tie up this man in front of him and throw him in front of Dingxi, so that Dingxi could rekindle her hope in life.
However, he knew very well that this man could never have any romantic feelings for Dingxi.
Qiao Chengxun didn't expect Han Dingxi to have such an accident, and he was a bit surprised, but that was all.
