Xu Chaomu's face was also very pale. She nodded slightly, which was as good as a silent agreement.
The butler Ling, still peeling an apple for Xu Chaomu, felt helpless. Since Xu Chaomu had agreed, she couldn't really say much.
She was just a bit curious, where had the Young Master gone?
To actually push his own woman into the arms of another man? The Young Master and Xu Chaomu were married, after all...
Nie Chenglang walked in and stood in front of her hospital bed, "Chaomu, are you okay?"
Last night, he had truly been frightened by Xu Chaomu. He remembered how her face had turned deathly pale, and she kept clutching her stomach, crying out in pain.
"I'm fine now," Xu Chaomu said with a smile.
"That's good, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect..."
"It has nothing to do with you. If you hadn't shown up, that bastard would still be bullying me," Xu Chaomu spoke of that man, "By the way, do you know that man?"
"Yes, I know him."
