It felt like having a strong urge to pin him on a wall before giving him a good beating, then throw him inside a waste bin and indicate: 'This is not recyclable!'
Mo Yongheng did not want to argue with him and he looked directly at Tan Bengbeng.
"How are you feeling? Better?"
"She is my fiancée, so I should be the one asking this question!" As Qi Yan grabbed onto Tan Bengbeng's shoulders and tilted her body around to face him, he asked with a look of worry.
"Bengbeng, are you feeling better? Are you missing me dearly since you did not see me for the entire afternoon?"
"…"
She felt that the two of them could hold each other's hands and celebrate Children's Day together.
She could take care of the elderly head alone.
"I was fine in the first place, and I am feeling much more energetic after taking a nap. Didn't you say that you were working on the elderly head's antidote just now? Have you developed it?" Tan Bengbeng lifted her head and asked.
