The seven years between me and Zha Gong

On the rooftop, Chen Ningshuang looked at Lin Dao's bruised face with a displeased expression: "What did you say? Didn't get it? How is it possible?!" Lin Dao rubbed his hair and said, "I did everything according to what you said. It's almost done, but at the last moment, Fang Qiyan appeared out of nowhere, huh...my face still hurts."

"What are you doing? Qi Yan is protecting him like this?" Chen Ningshuang looked unhappy, she looked at Lin Dao with disdain, "Why are you so useless? It seems that I can only rely on myself."