Ning Mei searched for the room with a content heart. She was now completely assured that her brother was safe from every evil eyes and claws. And it was all thanks to her dear husband.
Ning Mei reached the room. She stood outside and took a deep breath. Smiling, Ning Mei pushed open the door to see Ning Jiming leaning against the headrest with a tray of fruits in his hands.
Ning Jiming was about to take a bite of his slice of apple, when the door swung open. And there stood a girl with a smile on her face.
Ning Mei entered the room and gently pushed the door close. She then came and and sat on the chair near his bed while, Ning Jiming looked at her dumbfoldedly. Ning Mei chuckled in her heart. Ofcourse, it was an expected reaction. How will be recognise her. They had not seen each other for a whole three years and on top of that he still thinks that I am in America.
