"Blame me?" Zhao Jianpeng looks at Shen Mengxin with his eyebrows raised. Unexpectedly, all of them are ill. The little wild cat even accuses him.

I don't know why. Seeing Zhao Jianpeng, who is pale, Shen Mengxin's heart is very soft. She just wants to coax him: "where there is, blame me, blame me."

"Oh? Then tell me, what's wrong with you? " Zhao Jianpeng stared at him with serious eyes.

I didn't expect that Zhao Jianpeng would be really investigated. But when I thought that Zhao Jianpeng was a patient now, Shen Mengxin didn't want to argue with him, so she had to admit her mistake honestly: "I came...