Helian Heng knew that Huang qingwu cared a lot about han yichu, so he was happy for her when he heard han yichu's words.
No matter what, he hoped that the girl he liked could be happy.
Huang qingwu came to han yichu's side, and han yichu held her hand firmly. It was as if Huang qingwu would never leave after he held her hand so tightly.
Helian Heng was a man, so he could tell how deep han yichu's love for qingwu was.
The feeling of deep concern filled the surroundings of this man's aura, making it difficult for people to ignore it.
Helian Heng thought that he did like Huang qingwu, but not as much as han yichu.
Helian Heng understood that perhaps his feelings for her were not deep enough, so he did not let qingwu feel it.
At this moment, he also began to reflect on himself.
Han yichu looked down at Huang qingwu and sighed helplessly in his heart. He knew that qingwu was a good girl, and as he had expected, even Helian Heng was moved by her.
