By the time they drove back to the villa, it had started to rain again.
Aunt Zhang stood at the door and immediately raised the umbrella as the car stopped: "President Ling, Young Madam. The master just called and asked President Ling to go home tomorrow."
Ling Tianyou embraced Gu Ningyue and quickly entered the house, "Did he say what it's about?"
Aunt Zhang shook her head, "No, but from the sound of it, it doesn't seem too optimistic."
In short, it won't be anything good.
"When you made a move just now, how's the wound?" Ling Tianyou only nodded and didn't pay much attention to what Aunt Zhang said, looking at Gu Ningyue, "If you're uncomfortable, we can go to the hospital right away."
Gu Ningyue shook her head, "It's fine, but I do need to go up and change the dressing."
Ling Tianyou looked at her slightly pale face and asked, "Are you really okay? Don't push yourself."
