Chapter 238 Infected
- “Shang Qing! You... You...”
- While sitting in the car, Feng Kaize looked at Shang Qing as he tightened his fists briefly and then unclenched them. He even had beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, but he couldn't finish his question.
- As Feng Kaize looked at her like she was a fragile doll, Shang Qing smiled and nodded self-deprecatingly.