Chapitre 1822: Honey, I'm Handing Over Public Grain

"Sure, I'll remember it," Shi Han responded with a smile.

Even though this was intended to be a dinner gathering.

The three guys, on the other hand, spent most of their time drinking wine.

The fact that Ye Tianxin's health was improving made all three guys very delighted.

Because Ye Linlang understood them, she was a little more accepting of them today.

"Sis, you need to look after yourself in the future and avoid being sick."

When Little Tang Yuan saw Ye Tianxin, who had significantly thinned, he felt a pang of sympathy for her.

Ye Linlang stretched out and caressed the top of her son's head with her palm.

"This was an accident, Tang Yuan, your sister didn't want to get ill either."

Ye Linlang's heart ached as she remembered how much anguish her daughter had been through before this.

She was well aware that her daughter did not want to become ill.

Who wants to become ill?