Located in the corridor on the 25th floor, Qi Han'er raised his tears and looked at the severity in front of him.

"Brother Yan, do you really hate me so much?"

"No disgust."

"Then you..."

"I don't like it either." The stern answer was absolute, and his expression at the moment was as stern as his name.

"I know, you don't like me... I know... Qi Han-er took out a checklist from his pocket trembling. "This, can you keep it?" When you meet someone you love, don't throw them away, will you? Please... Even if you don't like me, he's your first child. He's innocent and he's gone. I can...