Thinking about it, it's really hard to escape.
Alas!
This life is really unmanageable. After sitting on the bed in turmoil for a long time, Han Xiayang reluctantly got up and left the fragrant bed, preparing to go to the company for another hard day of work.
At the same time at the Lin Family, An Nan had just hung up the phone. Without thinking much about the natural emotions of the person on the other side, her attention was now on the sick man in the room.
She's pregnant now, so she can't go in to be by his side, and she doesn't even know how that man is doing. The more An Nan thought about it, the more anxious she became. Even though she knew that colds and fevers aren't serious issues, she just couldn't put her mind at ease. Over the years, such complex feelings had only been directed towards her son Jiayou. Now there would be one more person, one more person who would always weigh heavily on her mind.
