Chapter 797 is the truth that he tells.

Shangguan Lixin listened to Gu Xicheng's too cold tone, his feet did not listen to the call back a step, the fear of the fundus of his eyes also emerged in an instant.

Jiang Mengyao, who was sitting on a hospital bed, had not written a word since Gu Xicheng entered the door.

"Can't even answer this question?" Gu Xicheng's overcast eyes were full of warnings. No, Miss Jiang told me to come to the hospital. Shangguan Lixin said, quickly pulled out his cell phone, and sent Jiang Mengyao the text message to himself, turned it out for him to see.

Jiang...