Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

Ji Weiyang sat beside the sickbed, as steady as Mt. Tai, completely unmoved.

Tang Feng was a little agitated. He reached out his hand to grab Zhan Yan's neck, "Alright, I'll wake her up now, then you f * cking need to hurry up and check with me."

Naturally, Ji Weiyang would not allow him to touch a single hair on Zhan Yan's head. Before Tang Feng's hand could touch Zhan Yan, he had already been pushed away.

"Don't touch her." Ji Weiyang growled, and stared at him coldly.

Tang Feng did not hold back, he turned and grabbed his arm, Ji Weixin also stepped forward to help, with the two of them pinning him down on his left and right. Usually, they wouldn't necessarily be able to suppress Ji Weiyang, but tonight, he was injured in a car accident and he carried Zhan Yan as he ran for a dozen or so kilometers. He was so tired that he was half dead and his body was almost frozen stiff.

Sweet to share suffering to bear alone