Han Yi was absolutely speechless, she was already so busy.
Gong Tingxuan was still adding to the chaos at this time.
He forcefully grabbed her hand and pressed it to his chest.
She shook him off forcefully.
"Are you trying to die or something?"
"Yeah, if you don't come, I'm going to be on my deathbed!"
He said with confidence, as if it was only natural.
Han Yi looked at him with disdain.
"Can you stop this? You're not a three-year-old child! Fine, I won't argue with you, I've got to get busy. Listen, if you keep messing around, I'll inject you with a tranquilizer so you can sleep here all day."
Seeing Han Yi really getting angry, Gong Tingxuan stopped messing around, sat up, and propped himself up on the bed with his hands.
