At two in the morning, Jiangcheng was still bustling and noisy.
Neon lights, streetlights, and car headlights turned the city into one that never sleeps.
An Yan yawned, pulled her jacket tighter, and buried her small face into the collar, revealing only her round, glistening eyes.
"Let's take a nap first," said Fu Shiyan, looking at her.
An Yan shook her head, "No, let's enjoy the night view."
It was half an hour later when the two arrived at the emergency room of the hospital.
Teng Rui lay in a hospital bed with an IV drip, her face still flushed with a ruddy glow.
Hearing the footsteps, she opened her eyes, somewhat surprised, "Boss, you're here. Was it that bastard Bai Qinghan who called you? That clueless jerk is bothering you while you're pregnant!"
Hearing Teng Rui curse him so, An Yan understood that Bai Qinghan must have offended her.
Teng Rui tried to sit up but was pressed back down by An Yan, "What exactly happened?"
