Mr. Bai's brow tightened; he naturally knew who that woman was, and it was no wonder he couldn't find Han Luoli today.
Looking in the direction where Gu Xiaoer had disappeared, both men revealed a faint hint of unwillingness to let go.
When Gu Xiaoer woke up, she was still on an IV drip. There was no one around—only a nurse was present.
"Excuse me, who brought me here?"
"It was Mr. Bai," the nurse sweetly responded.
"Mr. Bai?" So, it wasn't Han Luoli after all. Did she end up waiting for him? And exactly who is Mr. Bai? Does he know her?
She was very weak, and her head hurt a lot. Thankfully, she soon saw a familiar face.
Shen Minghan said with a gentle smile, "Don't get up; you're too frail, and you almost got an infection in your lungs from catching a cold."
"I... don't know your surname yet." Although Gu Xiaoer had seen Shen Minghan, the two hadn't exchanged many words, and she knew even less about him.
