How could Chu Xinian not see that Ji Manman was considering his feelings, deliberately talking about the doctor's orders casually.
His heart felt sour, he nodded silently, agreeing to all of Ji Manman's requests, doing his utmost to make her happy, treating it as a slight, insignificant compensation.
Unknowingly, the sun slowly set in the west, and it was already nine o'clock at night.
A thousand meters away from this hospital, Qin Yiren sat alone in front of a large table filled with delicious food, dialing Chu Xinian's number for the fourth time, only to receive the same response that the phone was turned off.
Usually, if Chu Xinian promised to come home for dinner with her, he would definitely arrive before nine.
Because he knew she would wait for him without eating, and he didn't want her to wait long.
Sitting quietly in the spacious, lifeless villa, for the first time Qin Yiren felt the house was too big, magnifying the loneliness and solitude in her heart.
