The next morning, the moment Shen Yao walked out of the door, he happened to see the carriage not far away. Just as he was feeling puzzled, Qin Minghong lifted the curtain and bowed as he got out of the carriage.
Suspicion flashed across Shen Yao's eyes, but his expression remained the same. Just as he was about to pretend not to see this person, Qin Minghong leaned over—
"I wonder if Brother Shen's health is better?" Qin Minghong raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. His seemingly concerned tone hid a deeper meaning. "Brother Shen is already injured. If you're sick again, then Miss Ah Tao is really too pitiful."
"Young Master Qin, you're overthinking," Shen Yao replied expressionlessly. "Ah Tao and I are husband and wife. It's our duty as husband and wife to take care of each other. Besides, how can outsiders discuss our matters?"
