Luo Qiangwei's face turned beet red, trembling with anger as Mo Shiche carried her out.
Liansu's car was parked right at the hospital entrance, taking them back directly to the Mo Mansion.
Stopping in the yard, Mo Shiche carefully carried the woman out of the car and asked her, "Does it still hurt now?"
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
Little Peach had heard she was coming back and had already changed into a pretty little dress, eagerly sitting at the door waiting. As soon as she saw her, she rushed over, "Mom!"
At the sound of her daughter's voice, Luo Qiangwei felt her heart soften and bent down to hug her. Mo Shiche, however, was a step ahead, picking up their daughter, "Sweetie, mommy's not recovered enough to hold you yet."
Little Peach pouted, reaching out to touch Luo Qiangwei's face, "Mommy... are you not feeling well?"
Luo Qiangwei smiled gently, "No, darling, mommy is fine now," she shot a glance at the man beside her, "Mo Shiche, what do you mean, let me hold my daughter..."
