Back to the ward, Fu Mengjie looked at Shan Mingjie who came back from outside and asked, "Where have you been?" "I heated up the chicken soup, come and have a taste." Then I took a spoonful of soup and handed it to Fu Mengjie's mouth. Fu Mengjie carefully drank the chicken soup. She felt very happy and satisfied. "Do you know who I just saw?" Fu Mengjie looked at him and waited for him to continue, "I saw Murong Jin. He just looked at you at the door and left."
Fu Mengjie did not speak. Every time she met Murong Jin, she talked to him and his expression. It was not difficult to find that he had changed. No matter what the reason was, such changes had always treated feelings as games and never cared about what others felt. She was proud. The dandy First Young Master was a miracle. It was
