"I should have thought of it long ago... Why is he easily cold, why can't he be without medicine, and claims it's vitamin pills. This time, a small glass of red wine knocked him out, he looks so fragile, turns out, it's because his body can't take it."
Thinking of this, Qin Miaomiao began to blame herself, seriously thought it over and found that all of this couldn't be separated from her. Reflecting on the time at the set, she didn't have much time to pay attention to Rong Lan. Moreover, due to previous entanglements with Rong Lan, she deliberately kept her distance, mindful of her married woman's status.
Qin Miaomiao fell into silence, feeling that Rong Lan was likely affected because he saved her last time. If this were true, how could she ever repay such a favor?
Rong Lan slept until the next day, and when he felt his throat was parched, he vaguely remembered something. He stared intently at the assistant in front of him, then said: "How did I get back yesterday?"
