"Master, madam. Is it time to return to the company?"
The driver no longer called her Ms. Qiao.
"Do you want to go to the hospital to see your brother?" Mo Yesi's cold eyes fell on her face.
"Yes." Qiao Mianmian nodded.
Mo Yesi said, "Go to the hospital first."
Qiao Mianmian hesitated and said hurriedly, "I'll take a taxi by myself."
She knew he was busy.
When he had left Mo Firm just now, there had been a pile of papers on his desk.
Although the two were already married, it wasn't because they loved each other.
Qiao Mianmian didn't really treat him as a husband, so she didn't want to bother him too much.
Mo Yesi ignored her and said directly to the driver, "Go to the hospital."
His insistence caused Qiao Mianmian to be unable to refuse.
She was silent for a few seconds, then pursed her lips and whispered softly, "Thank you."
