Handmade Gift

Cheng Junhao realized the truth and looked at Huo Chenhuan with jealousy.

After hesitating for a moment, she could not help but ask, "Is your leg… still being treated?"

Both of them paused at Cheng Junhao's words. Su Yayan looked at Huo Chenhuan nervously, afraid that he would be upset by her uncle's words.

Huo Chenhuan saw her worry and reached out to shake her hand. "Not anymore. The hospital doesn't have a way to treat him."

Cheng Junhao was slightly stunned. Before he could speak, Su Yayan said, "It's only temporary."

Huo Chenhuan was stunned. He turned around and met Su Yayan's determined and serious eyes.

"It's only temporary."

Huo Chenhuan's heart skipped a beat as he replied softly, "Yes."

Cheng Junhao, who had been ignored and stuffed with dog food after just a few sentences, "…" Fine, there was no need to ask. It must be this way!

Wasn't he just a lousy man? How could he make our Yanyan so devoted to him?!