Fu Yanci handed over a cup of tea and put it in his hand, “I have already done this when I received Song Yan's call before. Just rest assured and recover."

"You'd better really let me recover from my injuries and let me live a long life!"

Fu Yanci pressed his eyebrows, feeling helpless.

Song Yan pursed her lips, and a slight smile still leaked out.

The atmosphere is as unpleasant as ever.

However, Song Yan's behavior obviously made Fu Baicheng very ...