Mu Jin Huan leaned on the sofa, his long arm around the woman's shoulder, the rough pad of his finger rubbing the delicate skin by her ear, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
This vague response made Nan Wan classify it as disagreement. She raised her head, intending to try persuading him further, but was interrupted by two knocks on the door.
Instinctively, she thought it was someone from the Nan Family outside. After all, ever since she married him, Nan Chengzhi had been inquiring every two days and showing concern every three days, which wasn't too much to call attentive.
"Did they find out so quickly?"
Mu Jin Huan carried her back to the hospital bed, tucked her in with a blanket, and said calmly, "There's been no leak, neither of the families knows."
Then who could it be?
If it was a doctor, they would have spoken.
