"Of course. Unlike someone else, Qu Jingwan accompanied me to the doctor's, so you must really thank her properly," pointedly informed his mother. Ji Ziming's cold eyes turned darker as he placed his laptop on the coffee table and stood up.
"Thanks for sending my mother to the hospital and fussing over her until now," he flatly said, seeming to be thanking her sincerely.
"Don't say that. These are all things I should be doing." She lowered her head, pretending not to see the cold smirk on his lips.
"I'm already back. Where is Pei Ge?" His elderly mother looked around the living room but did not see a shadow of the woman.
"I'm here." A figure appeared at the staircase. Wearing a yellow-colored Chanel dress, her smile made her look like a magnolia in June that was about to bloom.
