Qingran asked with a smile. 。The preceding internship car turned, He Hanchuan accelerated the speed of the car. 。He chuckled softly, "There's something you misunderstood. How I feel about Xiangwan h..."What's wrong" He Hanchuan asked. 。, isn’t it just as simple as you wanting me to stay by your side Where do I need my consent” He Hanchuan clenched his fist around the chopsticks, his knuckles turning slightly white. 。He picked up a m...