Upon hearing this, Nan Wan gradually shook off her drowsiness, and her vision became clear.
Only a wall lamp was lit in the room, the light was dim, casting on the man's face, making his chiseled features even more profound.
Looking into those deep eyes, the thought of hiding the truth vanished, "I... I went to the sanatorium."
Upon hearing this, the dark shadow between Mu Jin Huan's brows faded slightly, and the pad of his thumb gently caressed the woman's cheek, his touch soft and slow, "What did you do there?"
Nan Wan shifted her gaze, adjusting into a comfortable position in his embrace, her voice regaining its usual pleasant tone from the hoarseness of just waking up, "I'm getting married, so of course, I had to go and tell Mom."
The man half-closed his dark eyes, looking indifferent, as if teasing a newborn kitten, "Did you go alone?"
Completely different from before, this time, his brows were peaceful, yet his tone was dangerous.
