Chen Bin smiled and pinched Wen Wan's cheek, "Because I hate you."
At that moment, she was at her most vulnerable, and upon hearing those words, she immediately threw herself into Chen Bin's embrace and cried.
"Thank you, thank you for being so good to me."
"You don't have to thank me. I'm just a fool, and right now I only want to be good to you."
"No, you're the best man in the world!"
Looking up at Chen Bin, the depths of Wen Wan's eyes were filled with tenderness.
Clearly, she had already developed some feelings for this man.
In the time that followed, the two of them talked for a long time.
Chen Bin even revealed his identity as an orphan.
Upon hearing it, Wen Wan's attention clearly shifted.
That night, the elderly lady who had been in a coma suddenly woke up, and she was in surprisingly good spirits.
Wen Wan was overjoyed, once again crying tears of joy.
Yet Chen Bin's heart tightened, sensing that the elderly lady's condition seemed like a final rally.
