An Xiaxia struggled to sit up. "I want to go, too…"
Sheng Yize gave her butt a little pat and pulled her back. "I've done you such a great favor. Keeping me company in bed should be your priority now."
In fact, he didn't want An Xiaxia to go to the detention center. Although he had pulled some strings so that Papa An would have a relatively comfortable stay there, it still wouldn't be a pleasant scene. She would still be upset to see her dad locked up.
"But I'm worried about Dad…" An Xiaxia said in a frustrated voice, wrapped in his arms. She looked up suddenly. "My brother made it sound so bad yesterday when he got back and I thought dad was going to prison for sure. But how did you know right away that… he's going to be released?"
"Because you're a dummy and I'm brilliant," Sheng Yize said with a smile. An Xiaxia had no idea what he was talking about and pouted. "Fine, don't tell me!"
