Yue Jingcheng stood up, one hand gently touching her abdomen, her thin body like a film producer's, as if a breeze could blow her away, "Are you asking me?"
Yue Jingcheng suddenly smiled, "But how would I know?"
"Yue..."
"Young Master, Miss Jin suddenly fainting was unexpected for us as well. We're not doctors, how could we know Miss Jin would faint?" Aunt Tao initially thought Mu Qinnian came over to inquire why Yue Jingcheng was absent.
Unexpectedly, it was to "question," Aunt Tao was a bit unhappy, stood beside Yue Jingcheng, and spoke indignantly.
Mu Qinnian's eyes turned cold, he glanced at Aunt Tao, "Did Little Mo faint without reason?"
"Uh..." Aunt Tao saw Mu Qinnian's unpleasant expression, his eyes sharp as knives hidden in them, seemingly wanting to stab a person to death, she tightened her lips and said nothing more.
