Zhuo Junyue listened to her little comment and couldn't help but feel a bit unhappy. "Wife, you're with me all the time. Whether I talked to Mufeng in advance or not, wouldn't you know that better than anyone?"
Zuo Mufeng nodded. "Sis-in-law, everything I said is true. I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, come take a look — all the data is normal. But, just to be safe, big brother should still rest well for a while because of his internal injuries."
Su Ningyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. I was just afraid he'd hide something from me."
Don't think she didn't know—this man, when it came to things like this, loved nothing more than keeping her in the dark.
Leaving the hospital, the cold wind howled outside, though it wasn't snowing.
Ah Long had already driven the car over, and Zhuo Junyue took Ningyan by the hand and led her inside.
