Sang Minglang replied nonchalantly, "What do you mean? I did give my blessings. Let's go."
He waved his hand to hail a taxi, but Sang Qianqian quickly pulled him back. "You're angry just because I said a few words? Didn't you say that you're done with your work? Where are you thinking of going?"
"Why would I be angry with you?"
Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows. "I just remembered that I forgot to take care of some things. I'm going back to the office."
Sang Qianqian heaved a sigh of relief. "Then come home early tonight."
After the car left Sang Qianqian's line of sight, Sang Minglang instructed the driver to make a turn, and the car headed straight for a hospital in the suburbs.
When he was injured and could not see, he was treated in this hospital. At that time, Ruan Xiaoshuang was always by his side.
