"In the courtyard."
"Wandering in the courtyard in the middle of winter is really making me anxious. Let someone take you home."
"Just breathing in some fresh air."
"You're not breathing fresh air; you're breathing the oxygen out of my brain."
Mr. Gu retorted.
Thinking about Jiang Muwan being pregnant and having just recovered from a cold, wandering in this icy weather.
He felt completely uneasy.
Couldn't help but feel like his brain was lacking oxygen, too.
And it's nighttime, in slippery winter roads, she's wandering alone.
Considering this, the man's temper wasn't so good: "You better go back, how many days has it been since you stopped coughing?"
"Got it."
"Don't just say you get it. Go back now."
"I'll call mom."
"Go back already, are you annoyed or what?"
Mr. Gu laughed when he heard this.
Jiang Muwan amused him with her stubbornness.
