She rushed to the bedside in a few strides, winking furiously at Ding Fanying, "You've been saying you wanted to drink this, haven't you? Give it a try now."
Ding Fanying looked at her in confusion, "Huh? I didn't say I wanted to drink... And why did you drag Shiche here so late? What if it disrupts his rest?"
Luo Qiangwei, "… Mom, just have the soup first, okay?"
Really... always sabotaging her!
Ding Fanying gave her a glare and then turned to Moh Shiche with a smiling face, feeling immensely satisfied with her son-in-law. He wasn't just good-looking and well-built, but he also cherished her daughter. Which wealthy and influential man would accompany his wife to visit his mother-in-law at the hospital late at night...
Such fortune must have been earned in a past life!
With this thought, she couldn't help but pinch the back of her daughter's hand, "It's all your fault, making a fuss in the middle of the night for nothing. Look how hot Shiche is; he's sweating bullets!"
