"I don't want to argue with you."
Qin Youxuan turned around, just about to put on her shoes and go out to take the child, when Dan Hanjie scooped her up from behind.
He walked straight back to the bed and placed her on it.
Feeling the coolness of her feet, his brows furrowed.
"You can't catch a cold during your confinement. Are you seeking death? To spite me, you're neglecting your own health. Can you be any more senseless?"
"..."
Qin Youxuan was so startled by his shout that she felt even more wronged.
She turned her body, tucking her feet onto the bed and turning her back, not wanting to see him.
Dan Hanjie's arms wound around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"I haven't taken Ning Yanan's life, and that's the biggest tolerance I can show. If you keep this up, you're forcing me to deal with her."
"Dan Hanjie!" Qin Youxuan twisted around and glared at him.
"What, you're willing to talk to me now?"
"..."
Qin Youxuan, reminded by him, sheepishly closed her mouth.
