"These two weeks are not good. I have something to do. After that, we will get married. Is that ok?" Gong Chen asks softly at night. Five years ago, on the night she handed over her body to him, he promised that he would marry her. So now, no matter what happens, as long as she is anshuma, he will marry her.

"well, good!" An Shuying readily agrees. It's only two weeks. There shouldn't be much change.

coax the woman on the bed to sleep, and Gong Chen comes out of the ward at night.

Gu ran, the foreign minister of the ward, sat there waiting for him. As soon...