Qiao En was in the examination room.
As soon as Ding Hao appeared, he saw Zhou Jin'an.
"What are you doing here?"
He was furious, confronting Zhou Jin'an with anger.
"Why aren't you here?"
Zhou Jin'an frowned, coldly retorted.
The two faced off, sparking like a flash of lightning, looking like a fierce battle was about to erupt.
"Mr. Ding."
The door to the examination room opened, and Qiao En came out in a wheelchair.
Her ankle had a sprained ligament, and she needed a few days of rest.
Ding Hao approached, guilt on his face, "Sorry, En'en, I came late."
"I'm fine."
Qiao En's attitude was very indifferent.
"From now on, call me first if anything happens, I am your future husband."
Ding Hao was jealous.
"Okay."
Qiao En responded.
"If you want to be someone else's husband, then properly fulfill a husband's duties. Leaving your fiancée aside and enjoying yourself alone, you really have your ways."
Zhou Jin'an's deep eyes provocatively looked at Ding Hao.
