"What are you doing? Why did you come back so late?"
Qiao Jing was momentarily stunned when she heard the man say this.
That's weird? Why did she feel as if she were like a husband who hadn't returned home all night, neglecting a wife who was waiting at home?
"Oh, I had a surgery tonight."
"Which hospital? I'll come to pick you up."
"No need to bother, I don't even know when the surgery will be over? I'm here with Zhou Fu, and he can drive me back later. If it's really late, I might just stay at the hospital."
Not coming home all night?!
Zhan Qipei was agitated.
After all, which man could tolerate his wife not coming home all night?
"Just tell me the address, I'm going to the hospital now."
Even though Zhou Fu didn't have those kind of feelings for Qiao Jing, he was worried about her being at Lu Zijin's hospital; every time Lu Zijin saw his wife, his eyes glued onto her as if stuck, making it impossible to block his gaze.
