"Yue, did you really make these pastries?" Ye Chen gobbled down three pieces. Gongsun Yue blushed and said, "Of course I made them; didn't you see me bring them in from outside?"
"Haha, even if you brought them in from outside, it doesn't mean you made them!" Ye Chen laughed heartily. "These days, the baby in a wife's belly might not even be hers. Not to mention these pastries are so delicious."
"You jerk, I'm going to kill you!" Gongsun Yue immediately lunged at him. Ye Chen's injuries had mostly healed. Actually, his injuries were not severe; he fainted simply due to exhaustion. After resting for two days, his wounds had healed. So now Ye Chen was completely ready to be discharged from the hospital, much sooner than the initial doctor's prediction of at least a week.
