He Miao had just arrived at Old Master Jing's ward and had not spoken much when she received a call from He Wei.
"What happened?" Jing Yan looked worriedly at He Miao, who had a serious expression on her face after hanging up.
"Nothing much. Grandma just came back and wants me to go back for dinner."
"Do you want me to go back with you?" Jing Yan furrowed his brows slightly. He could not help but feel angry at the thought of He Miao's treatment in that family.
"No need," He Miao shrugged and said indifferently, "It's just a meal, there's no need to make such a big fuss."
"Then you have to be careful on your own. If there's anything, just call me." Jing Yan was still worried and did not want to let go of her hand.
Old Master Jing could not help but cough. "Jing Yan, why do you keep holding her hand? Let go."
He was afraid that Jing Yan would scare her off if he kept being clingy.
