"What's wrong? Hungry?" Ruan Tianling was handling some matters.
He turned his head to ask Jian Yufei, who was lying on the bed.
Jian Yufei shook her head, "No, I just feel a bit uneasy."
"Uneasy?"
"Yeah. I'm worried that Uncle Fool might get into trouble, but he's at the police station. What could happen?"
Ruan Tianling felt jealous.
His wife was constantly worried about others, and this really frustrated him.
"He'll be out tomorrow, so don't worry about all these things. Go to sleep, it's getting late."
"Aren't you going to rest?" Jian Yufei asked him with wide eyes.
Ruan Tianling smiled faintly, "I'll come in a while."
Listening to the rain outside and watching Ruan Tianling at work, Jian Yufei's mood gradually calmed down.
She didn't even know when she fell asleep.
She had a dream, but couldn't remember what it was, only that it was somewhat frightening.
She suddenly opened her eyes to see Ruan Tianling with a somber face as he took a phone call.
