Mu Jinyu was about to discuss the wedding details with Su Zijin.
"Whether it's in Capital City or River City, let's see what their opinions are, I..."
Just as Mu Jinyu was speaking about which city to have the wedding in, he suddenly furrowed his brows, feeling his heart contract sharply.
"What's wrong? Why has your complexion turned so poor?"
Su Zijin saw that Mu Jinyu's face had suddenly become as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and she couldn't help but ask anxiously.
Mu Jinyu clutched his chest, feeling as if his heart was about to explode, breathing rapidly and almost running out of breath.
Hearing Su Zijin's words, he quickly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, Mom, don't worry, I just suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable."
With that, he added, "Let's stop here for today, I will go back to rest, and I should be better by tomorrow."
Having said that, Mu Jinyu stood up, his body swaying, and he staggered towards the door.
