Mo Rao fell silent. She didn't know if her intuition was right or wrong. She felt that something was wrong.
Now that the driver was dead, there was no evidence.
"Don't worry about it. Rest well. You still have to film after you recover. I'll talk to the brand that you're being the spokesperson of. You can find time to film the endorsement advertisement when you recover. Announce the partnership on Weibo first." Mo Yuan nagged Mo Rao like an old father and didn't forget to tuck her in.
Mo Rao nodded obediently and ignored the conspiracy theories in her mind. She closed her eyes and continued to rest.
Only then did Mo Yuan get up and go to the doctor's office to ask about Mo Rao's exact situation.
At this moment, Fu Ying had already appeared in the ward. He seemed to have calculated the time. His eyes were filled with heartache as he looked at the woman resting on the bed.
