"Tian Ye, you should go home." The suddenly booming cold male voice made Tian Ye feel increasingly awkward.
"But you..."
"My wife is here." Xiao Yebai said this to her in an indifferent tone, but his gaze was on Mo Weiyi's face.
The implication in his words was clear.
Tian Ye clenched her fists, and after a while, she found her voice and said in a dignified and elegant manner, "In that case, I should go. Yebai, don't forget what the doctor said, rest well and do not take your health lightly."
Xiao Yebai sat there expressionless, and when he heard these words, his gaze was still fixed on Mo Weiyi, showing no reaction.
But Mo Weiyi was looking at Tian Ye.
Meeting her clear and pure cat-like eyes, Tian Ye's embarrassment was evident.
She should not have come.
She really should not have come.
But she hated herself for having a soft heart, rushing over when she heard from Zhan Yao that Xiao Yebai was alone in the hospital without anyone to take care of him.
