"Just wait." Chu Molin was at a loss for words, feeling choked up; seeing his wife's pitiful state made his heart ache. What more was there to say? Forget it, let her rest first before talking about it.
No matter whether Qin Xue was truly exhausted, in Chu Molin's mind, going out for so long and finally coming back, one could imagine the state she was in. He didn't want her to do anything; as long as she was well and the child was fine, that was enough.
But how should he say this? His wife's capabilities were too great, tempting many to watch her closely, so they couldn't let her be careless. He had always been cautious about this, and his wife wasn't foolish. During such times, what else could he do? Of course, taking care of his wife was most urgent.
"Are you saying something happened to An Hao?" Chu Molin asked Qin Xue after she soaked her feet.
