Zhang Ya breathed a long sigh of relief after listening.
An Xuan did not expect Zhang Ya to care and pay so much attention to him, getting all tense just because he sneezed. He put on a radiant smile, "Xiao Ya, don't worry, I'm healthy..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard Zhang Ya talking to herself.
"If you catch a cold or get sick, I'll have to kick you out to the next door to live. We still have Wangzi at home, and kids have weaker immune systems than adults."
Zhang Ya's words successfully cut off An Xuan's reassuring words. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his hand holding the document slightly trembled. So... her sudden concern for him was actually out of fear that he might catch a cold and spread the virus to the child.
An Xuan felt a bit frustrated inside.
