Si Yuheng glanced at Liang Anya, who was still standing there motionless: "What are you waiting for? Take the baby to the ward."
It was more of a command than a statement.
Liang Anya snapped out of it, a hint of amusement on her lips. An acquaintance? Another acquaintance? Isn't there anyone in this world he doesn't know? No doubt, it's another ward secured with money and connections.
She bit her lip: "No need. It's fine here. We can leave once the blood test results are out. There's no need to make it complicated."
A layer of frost appeared in his eyes, and with no patience left, he strode over and said in a tone restrained with extreme displeasure, with a cold smile: "Are you sure it's fine here?"
If Liang Tao and Liang Jue weren't present, she guessed he might have held her chin up and looked all over her face.
The incessant cries of children were distressing, along with the disordered footsteps of nurses, and the air was mixed with various food scents.
