Wei Anning had been in the hospital for two days, and by the third day, she could be discharged. Leng Youchen hadn't come to see her even once. At first, she tried to pretend it didn't matter, but when Lu Junxi told her she could leave, he still hadn't shown up.
Suddenly, a wave of panic swept over her.
They had had cold wars before, but never this severe. Lu Junxi handled her discharge paperwork, and she sat by the bedside, staring at the door, hoping he would walk in the next moment.
Gong Ting stood beside her, observing her forlorn expression. He said, "Ning'er, why not come stay at the estate with me?"
Wei Anning took a deep breath, turned back to look at him, and shook her head slowly but firmly, "No, I want to go home."
The light in Gong Ting's eyes dimmed instantly, "Then I will take you back."
