Huo Yanhui sighed, then glanced over his shoulder, "Hey, the little sister-in-law didn't come?"
"She doesn't know. Don't let it slip," He Jingyao warned with a glance.
"Okay, I won't say anything," Huo Yanhui understood and nodded, "By the way! How did you get the little sister-in-law to agree? You got married without a peep! My brother and the others are clamoring for you to treat us!"
He Jingyao ignored him, his gaze rested briefly on the hospital room, "She won't die, right?"
"Yeah, just lost too much blood," Huo Yanhui said with a gossip-hungry face, "Speaking of which, weren't you moved?"
He Jingyao gave him a look, as if beholding an idiot.
Huo Yanhui awkwardly touched his nose, "I just don't understand, Xia Xinyu looks smart enough. Even if she did it for the position of the He Family's Young Mistress, it makes no sense. Could you possibly divorce the little sister-in-law and then marry her? That's unthinkable!"
