"Chu Molin, just say whatever you have on your mind," Qin Xue sat on the bed, observing the man sitting beside her who'd been stuck reading the same page for a while now.
"What's the deal with Fang Xiu?" Chu Molin finally asked her after hearing his wife's comment.
"Isn't it all because of Jing Xin?" Qin Xue retold the whole mess to Chu Molin.
"That's why you aren't allowed to inform Jing Xin that Fang Xiu and her son are with us. Wait until she has given birth, and then we can see if there's any way to treat her voice. If she gets too stressed out, it might be too much for her to handle," Qin Xue said to Chu Molin.
"Alright. But your transfer order should be coming soon too, right? What are your plans?" Chu Molin thought about how many days had passed. The news should be arriving soon. But now, as the house was getting crowded and his wife's stress levels were increasing, he felt distressed.
