When Sang Minglang returned, Shen Hanyu had not left yet.
"I just checked her temperature. It's 37.8 now, so she should be fine."
Shen Hanyu glanced at Sang Minglang and said in a flat tone, "I wonder what kind of business meeting was so important that it would make Big Brother stay out all night and not even pick up his phone?"
Sang Minglang's expression stiffened, "Aren't you going to the airport? You might miss the flight, so hurry up and get lost."
"Big Brother, I'm really worried about leaving Qianqian with you. She was so sick from the fever last night that she thought I was you."
Shen Hanyu said seriously, "Therefore, if I come to the capital again, I'll still live next door. Please don't blame me, Brother."
In the past, he felt that Sang Minglang was quite reliable and doted on his little sister. But from the looks of it now, that was not the case at all.
