Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin

It couldn’t just be her going one way alone. At that moment, Rong Huaishen’s arms loosened and fell, but he didn’t forget to take her hand, "Grandma is awake. She knows we’ve come and wants to see us."

So that’s why he had come to find her.

Meng Fan let him hold her hand, following close behind him, "Actually, you could have just called someone to tell me."

The two of them had already reached the steps.

Rong Huaishen stopped, turned his head to look at Meng Fan, whose face showed indifference, "In my eyes, you are not that unimportant."

As their eyes met, Meng Fan’s heartbeat quickened.

Regaining her composure, she glanced around with a flicker in her eyes, "...Got it."

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The old lady didn’t get out of bed this time; she was sitting up in bed, and the other people in the room had been sent away, leaving only Rong Huaishen and Meng Fan, the couple, who entered one after the other.