Be Loving

They chatted and laughed all the way until they came to the mountainside of a small hill beside the reservoir.

From the outside, it really looked like a plantation, but when they walked in, it was a little decadent, yet there was still something special about it.

Zheng Ren did not have a single elegant bone in his body, nor could he tell that this place was meticulously designed. He just sat quietly at the side and smiled from time to time.

Zheng Ren did not take Lin Fengming's gratitude for accompanying his wife to see the doctor seriously. That day, he felt a very real hostility from Lin Fengming.

Zheng Ren did not say it, but it did not mean that he did not know.

Moreover, hostility was hostility, and Zheng Ren did not care.

He was only a doctor, and it was enough for him to see the patient properly.

Lin Fengming's wife, the thin and tall female model, looked a little better.