Only Ruan Jianguo lagged a few steps behind, his eyes inexplicably watching the others who had already reached the entrance.
Shu Jiao seemed to notice, turned her head, and met Ruan Jianguo's somewhat bloodshot eyes.
Ruan Jianguo's appearance was not any better than Ruan Hao's; his eyelids were swollen, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot lines. His chin was covered with a blue stubble, making him appear ten years older all of a sudden.
Shu Jiao felt a twinge of heartache.
She walked over, said nothing, and led him inside by the hand.
While the others were taking care of Ruan Hao, she brought Ruan Jianguo into the room, intending to let him rest well on the bed, but Ruan Jianguo pulled her into his arms.
The blue stubble on his chin pressed against her forehead, prickling painfully, but Shu Jiao did not shy away.
Then she heard the man speak in a hoarse voice, almost inaudible, "Wife, shall we remarry and be a good family together?"
