“..!!”
F * ck! Did these words come out of Young Master Li's mouth?
How f * cking sour!
Ling Xi beckoned at Ye Nuan to leave. Ye Nuan informed Qiao Mu and left the ward with Ling Xi.
Only Li Yan and Qiao Mu were left in the room.
Qiao Mu got off the bed and walked up to Li Yan. " Uncle, are you done settling the matter? "
Li Yan nodded. He carried Qiao Mu horizontally and sat her on the sofa. He let her sit on his lap and hugged her like he was carrying a baby.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I'm fine now. My throat doesn't hurt anymore." Qiao Mu leaned against Li Yan's chest. " Shouldn't we return to the country? "
Paris Fashion Week had come to an end. Everyone else had left. She had been delayed in the hospital for two days because of something.
"Yes, I'll go home tomorrow."
Qiao Mu nodded vigorously. She was just about to ask about Murong Chao when someone knocked on the door.
