But, when he saw this scene, he still couldn't hold back.
"No." He looked at her, his eyes deep.
Secretary Song picked her up, walked back to the bed, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and said, "Xiu, smile, will you?"
"..." Secretary Song lowered his head and looked into An Jia's eyes.
How could he possibly smile?
An Jia looked at his reaction and said, "Actually, you've always known, right?"
Secretary Song didn't deny it, he just held her hand and placed it on his face.
An Jia said, "I originally wanted to hide it from you, but it seems there's no need anymore."
His eyes finally couldn't help but reveal pain, "You shouldn't have hidden it from me, I'm not that fragile."
"But the expression you have now makes me feel very sad." She reached out and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Don't be sad, it's not a big deal. Being able to meet you in this lifetime, I've already been very happy, you know?"
