Yu Minglang's Gift When They First Met

Chen Xiaoqian was once again stunned when she saw the little fresh meat who resembled her daughter running toward her.

Yu Minglang took something from his pocket, slipped it in her hands, then left quickly before she could even respond.

When Chen Xiaoqian returned to her senses, she looked down and saw a muscle injury patch in her hand.

Did he notice that her leg was injured?

Chen Xiaoqian felt warm and fuzzy inside. The urge to wash her hands faded. A bubbling feeling that should not have surfaced began appearing in the depths of her heart and her face blushed even more.

"This is a good man. He's good-looking and tall too. He looks like a caring husband. Much better than Ni Jianren. That b*stard ran away!"

Jia Xiufang's voice brought Chen Xiaoqian back to reality and her reddened face cooled down.