The servants were in disarray, could it be... that the Third Young Master really developed a desire for Miss Qiao?
Mu Jingxi descended the stairs, poured a glass of ice water, and drained it in one gulp.
His deep eyes churned with profound darkness as his attractive Adam's apple rolled a few times, barely suppressing the restless lust within.
The ringtone of the cellphone broke the silence.
He collected his thoughts and answered the call, "Qingxin?"
"Jingxi, Qingxin has suffered a bout of pregnancy discomfort and is now in the hospital. Hurry up and come over!" The caller was Chen Min, whose anxious tone didn't seem like a lie.
A heavy weight dropped in Mu Jingxi's heart—pregnancy discomfort?
"I'll be right there!" After hanging up, Mu Jingxi didn't leave immediately.
Instead, he arranged for Jiang Xun to send someone to protect Qiao An before departing.
......
Hospital.
When Mu Jingxi arrived at the hospital, Chen Min was pacing anxiously in the hallway.
