"No need, it's fine." Fan Nuo declined politely.
The more polite he was, the more uneasy Mi Yao felt. She insisted, "Young Master Fan Nuo, please don't delay; otherwise, I'll keep feeling uneasy. Let me wash your clothes and return them to you."
After a few seconds of silence, Fan Nuo curved his lips slightly, "Alright then."
He took off his clothes and placed them on a chair.
Mi Yao looked towards the door, "Why hasn't Yue Ming come yet? What if something has happened to him? I'm really worried... No, I should go check on him..."
"Mi Yao," President Huangfu is doing well; I had someone check on him this morning. He must be delayed by something and will come later. You should think more about the child in your womb. Come on, drink this bowl of Fetus Protection Medicine first." Fan Nuo brought the herbal medicine to her mouth.
He was right; she needed to think not only of Yue Ming but also of her child. She looked down at the bowl of dark herbal medicine and frowned.
