Zhuo Junyue had begun to have occasional headaches these past few days.
This time, it was not an illusion, he could distinctly feel the pain.
"Honey, why are you silent? Are you having another headache?
Zhuo Junyue held her in his arms, not willing to make her worry, "No, my love, we just had a medical checkup recently. Mu Feng said that there's nothing wrong. You heard it yourself, right?"
Su Ningyan rested in his chest, listening to his heartbeat, "Honey, let's stop and you should rest."
She was terribly afraid something might happen to him. There was a constant unease and an ominous feeling lurking in her mind.
"Alright, wife, let's sleep."
Zhuo Junyue was beginning to feel a vague sense of weakness. He held Su Ningyan gently in his arms and began to sleep.
On the other side, Jiang Xiaonan was getting off the car.
Tonight, she had her chance to let off some steam, and she felt significantly lighter.
