Wei Anning dragged her weary body back to the apartment, hearing the laughter of Gong Ting and Wei Chenchen from the living room. She stood at the entrance, watching a big one and a small one playing stacking games on the playmat.
She walked in with a heavy heart.
Gong Ting faced the living room entrance, saw her come back, and immediately stood up to greet her, "You're back? Why do you look so unwell, did you catch a cold?"
As he spoke, he reached out to touch her forehead, but Wei Anning shrank back, avoiding his hand, "I'm fine."
Gong Ting withdrew his hand, which hung awkwardly in mid-air, and sat beside her as if nothing had happened, "If you're not feeling well, don't push yourself. Call the family doctor to take a look."
"I'm really fine!" Wei Anning sat on the sofa, listening to his gentle words as always, suddenly feeling very irritable, "Gong Ting, can't you stop being so nice to me? You know that I..."
