teng siqing's eyes were so wide that they were almost spewing fire.
not only did his fierce look not make the man opposite him feel any fear, but he jinsi was actually happy from the bottom of his heart.
if he wasn't afraid that the little woman in front of him would fly into a rage out of humiliation, he would have picked her up and kissed her hard.
teng siqing did not realize that her attitude towards him had changed so much compared to the time they met at the airport.
although her words were still as tough as before, to the man who had been with her for several years, her eyes and demeanor had already betrayed her.
teng siqing ... still softened her heart.
regardless of whether this soft-heartedness was out of sympathy for his terminal illness or out of concern for his son's physical and mental health, it was a good sign.
as long as teng siqing took a step towards him, no, as long as she did not retreat, he would be able to complete all one hundred steps.