Yu Jingchen glared at An Ning. "Who said you're fine? You must go to the hospital."
"Everyone said there's no problem."
"I don't believe you, I only trust the doctor," Yu Jingchen said.
"I was just pretending earlier, I just wanted to scare them..." An Ning assured.
Yu Jingchen glanced at her in the rearview mirror.
Sitting next to An Ning, Qianqian checked uncertainly. "Mom, are you really okay?"
An Ning touched the child's head with a nostalgic request. "Qianqian, your voice when calling me mom sounds very nice, can you say it again?"
"Mom..." Yu Ziqian called softly once more.
An Ning's tears instantly fell. "Is this sincere this time? Will you still be mad at me?"
Yu Ziqian very ashamedly hid in his mother's arms and hugged her tightly.
An Ning hugged the child tightly too. "If you hold onto me like this, it means you've made up with me and won't be mad at me anymore, right?"
"Mmm mmm..." Yu Ziqian's muffled voice came.
