Chapter 125: Is Mental Illness Contagious? (4000 words)_3

Shen Jingchuan was hot-tempered and spoke somewhat hastily, yet every word came from the bottom of his heart; his eyes even reddened as he spoke.

Wenyan had been all smiles, but upon hearing Shen Jingchuan's words, she felt a sudden tightness in her chest. However, it quickly dissolved into a warm current that flowed gently into her limbs and bones.

It's no wonder that when Shen Jingchuan carried her into the car, she thought she smelled barbecue. She had thought it was an illusion, but it turned out to be real.

"Sorry for making you worry, and thank you,"

"..." Shen Jingchuan's heated emotions were abruptly interrupted by Wenyan's mumbled words.

"You should give your tongue a rest and type instead. You don't need to thank me, you're pretty formidable yourself. Even if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have handled it. I'm the one who should be saying thank you, for your five million."