"Not good." Su Wanxin leaned against the wall, looking down at her belly, and asked in a subdued voice, "Are you in the Imperial Capital right now? I need your help with something."
"Not there, but I can go tomorrow."
"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow." Su Wanxin felt slightly relieved upon hearing this. "Also, don't tell Mu Xinghan when you come."
"Why?" Zhan Che was puzzled.
Su Wanxin's gaze darkened slightly, she didn't give him an answer over the phone, just saying they would talk when they see each other. Zhan Che agreed.
Leaving the hospital, after about two hours of rushing around, by the time Su Wanxin got home, the effects of the alcohol were gone, only discomfort remained.
She transferred five times the usual fee to the designated driver, entered her home, went upstairs, and after cleaning herself up, she hurriedly climbed into bed to rest.
