Xu Shaoyuan angrily growled, "What can your character guarantee? If she really betrays you, you'll ruin your own future!"
What does the future count for? No matter how promising, it isn't as important as Qiao An.
"Qiao An is my wife, I believe in her."
......
Imperial Hospital.
Qiao An was woken by the commotion, grumbling as she raised her hand, "Little Nuomi, let Mama sleep a bit more."
Her nose was tickled, and Qiao An pulled the quilt higher to cover her head, "Annoying, stop it."
Mu Jingxi looked at the woman like a little kitten and chuckled softly, pulling down the quilt and pinching her nose, "Qiaoqiao, don't sleep anymore."
Hearing a familiar voice faintly, Qiao An's drowsy head suddenly cleared for a moment, and she quickly opened her eyes. Turning her head, she saw the handsome man sitting by the bed.
They hadn't seen each other for a few days, and he looked a lot thinner.
