Li Jiaqi suddenly recalled some past events, and after a long while, she silently put the bottle back in her bag.
As she just approached the hospital room, He Yingdong was losing his temper, turning over the dishes on the table onto the floor.
His stern voice accompanied the sound of bowls and plates shattering...
"I asked you to find them properly; how could such a big living person go missing!"
"Hey, young master, don't move, the doctor said…"
"He Yingdong, were you looking for me?" Li Jiaqi said dejectedly.
At this moment, the old butler was bending down, trying to calm He Yingdong.
Oh, this young master, he's getting more childish.
Miss Li had just left less than two hours ago, and he couldn't hold it together.
He Yingdong's originally gloomy face broke into a smile the moment he saw Li Jiaqi, like the wind scattering clouds, revealing a touch of sunlight.
He reached out and pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly.
