Ji Weitian: "..."!!
What does it feel like to be pushed into the fire by your own daughter?
Qin Nanyu seemed to think she wasn't shocked enough, so he considerately pointed her toward the direction of the French windows, "It's not locked there. If you really want to leave, you could climb over the balcony."
The moment he finished speaking, Ji Weitian immediately thought of the time when a certain someone sneakily entered her room by climbing over the balcony.
Her eyes lightly brightened, "Since you were able to climb over here last time, you can definitely climb back over now..."
"I can't." Qin Nanyu interrupted her thought without hesitation, turned over, and hugged the small blanket in his arms, righteously declaring, "I am injured and very weak now."
Ji Weitian couldn't see any weakness in him.
She wanted to say something else, but Qin Nanyu had already moved over to the side of the bed, freeing up half the space.
