Tang Ningya's face turned red with anger, but the upbringing from the Tang Family allowed her to remain calm. Was the heir she meticulously groomed going to be ruined by a woman?
Tang Yan's gaze suddenly fixed on the insulated flask at the head of the bed. It was milky white with cartoon stickers on it and was covered with a transparent plastic bag, quietly sitting there.
For some reason, the insulated flask seemed to have a magnetism that drew his eyes irresistibly to it, making it difficult for him to look away.
At that moment, a young nurse pushed the door open and entered. She was cheerful and bold, one of the few who dared to speak with Tang Yan here.
"Mr. Tang, you're back. Just now, a girl was looking for you, and she left this insulated flask," the young nurse followed Tang Yan's gaze and pointed at the item by the bed.
