"Yanyan!" Huo Chenhuan rushed back after receiving the call and met with Su Yayan, whose legs had gone weak. He rushed over to support her before she fell.
"Baby, baby…" Su Yayan's face was as pale as paper. She did not dare to think about what she would do if something really happened to the child.
"It's all right. The baby's fine. Uncle Chang and the others found out early. The baby's not hurt."
"Really?" Su Yayan's eyes widened as she grabbed Huo Chenhuan's hand, as if she was clutching at her only lifeline. She was flustered and pitiful.
Seeing her like this, the anger in Huo Chenhuan's heart also climbed to the peak. He hugged Su Yayan tightly and comforted her gently, "Of course it's true. I've confirmed with Uncle Zhang that the child is fine. He's fine. Nothing happened to him."
