"Yingying, what's wrong?" Seeing Han Yingying's pale face, Shen Mosheng asked anxiously.
"Shen Mosheng, I'm sorry, I have to rush back immediately."
"I'll drive you."
"No!" Fearing Ye Haofan would find out, Han Yingying vehemently refused, "I can manage on my own."
There was no time to explain further as she hurried away.
Watching her retreating figure, the look in Shen Mosheng's eyes deepened, standing aloof, not moving for a long time.
Yingying…
Hurrying back, Han Yingying felt overwhelmed with guilt toward Shen Mosheng.
She had thought their day together would leave happy memories, but it all passed in such haste.
It looked like things were going back to how they used to be.
Another sigh escaped her lips unconsciously.
At that moment, Han Yingying did not know that Ye Haofan had not followed her that morning, not because he had truly given up on further investigating the truth, but was carefully pondering over and over the meaning of the family doctor's words.
