After Zhuang Jingshu left, Mrs. Qin asked, "Who is that? She's really pretty, and why is she bringing you chicken soup? Is she a neighbor or colleague here?"
She wasn't trying to pry indiscriminately; it just seemed odd that the person stayed in the ward for most of the day without hesitation.
And whether it was her illusion or not, her son and daughter-in-law's attitude towards the person was a bit strange too.
Once she found out, it would be easier to deal with the person if they came again.
With her asking, Qin Juan also turned her gaze over.
She knew a bit more than Mrs. Qin, aware that Zhuang Jingshu was Lin Chuxia's business partner, that her sister-in-law's clothing factory was funded by this person.
"Is it possible she needs you for some work? You've just had a baby, and she keeps coming to the hospital. Is she trying to play Zhou Bapi?"
Qin Juan had heard that woman was a capitalist abroad.
