"You have to go to work, I don't want to hold you up," Wen Ran was touched by Mo Xiuchen's kindness, and she knew that if she told him, he would make time to accompany her to the hospital for a check-up, no matter how busy he was.
But she did not want to delay him.
Apart from that reason, of course, there was also a small unease in her heart, afraid that there might be something wrong with her body.
Mo Xiuchen, such a shrewd man, surely knew what was on Wen Ran's mind. She did not voice it, and he did not expose her worries either, but simply tightened his grip on her hand and teased her with a smile, "Ranran, don't talk about work, in my heart, even I am not as important as you are."
She was the woman he loved with his life, what in the world could compare to her.
He worked to provide her with the best life possible, but that did not mean he would neglect her for work, not even a tiny bit did he allow.
