Jiang Ruolan's eyes lit up. "Can we take her away successfully? Can it go smoothly?"
Xian Zihao chuckled and patted her head, "Don't worry, I will help you bring her home safely. Why are there so many questions? You have to concentrate on taking care of your health and our baby."
"What I meant was --"
He pulled the blanket over her body and said, "All right, you don't have to explain it anymore. Eat the apple!"
Xian Zihao slightly raised his good-looking brows, and there was a look of indulgence and heartache on his face.
Jiang Ruolan smiled and didn't continue to make things difficult for him.
***
The next day.
Since there were only two first-class seats left on the flight back, Xian Zihao arranged for Jia Zhenzhen to stay in first-class and told the flight attendant to take care of the patient.
