He Zhilan returned to the room, and after waiting for half a minute, He Teng followed her in.
"Brother, let me be alone for a while." He Zhilan didn't turn her head; she sat on the bed with her head lowered, holding the child and gently stroking the child's hand as she spoke, her expression showing indescribable sorrow.
"Okay, I won't disturb you. Don't put pressure on yourself; no one will force you to do anything." He Teng agreed and didn't say anything further inside. He quietly accompanied He Zhilan for a little while, and seeing that she wasn't crying, he stepped out alone and told the others, "She's inside with the child for a nap."
He Teng then looked at He Da and said, "Do you not like Chen Ning coming to our house?"
He Da was taken aback, shook his head, and replied, "No."
"I noticed something was off with you at noon." He Teng didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "What's going on?"
