289, I am willing to take you with me

A soft hue suddenly appeared on Zhan Cheng's initially cold expression. Excited, he grabbed Song Qinghuan's hand, "Are you going to see me?"

He loved the woman in front of him to the core. That day when her sister told him that she didn't care if he lived or died. That she had been deceived into thinking he was ill due to excessive drinking, needing a liver transplant, but she still didn't want to see him willingly, it felt like his heart was being torn to pieces.

Song Qinghuan wanted to shake off the hand that was gripping hers, but Zhan Cheng clung tightly. She was forced to let out a soft cry, "Ouch!"

He frowned slightly, and glanced down at her fair arm that was now turning red. Regret immediately overwhelmed him and he quickly let go of her hand: "I'm sorry, Huanhuan. I didn't mean to... I just..."