An Ziqi's full heart of sourness and anxiety instantly dissipated when she heard Xiao Moli's aggravating words.
At a time like this, this guy is actually still being narcissistic.
An Ziqi held back her reddening eyes, clenched her fist, and punched towards him.
"You jerk, would you die if you stopped being narcissistic for a moment."
"You were the one who said you want to be my wife, love me in this life, and the next, and the next..." Xiao Moli spoke in an extraordinarily aggravating manner.
"Xiao Moli, just you wait; I tell you, I'm going to write this down in my little notebook, and settle accounts with you when we get back!"
An Ziqi, furious, chased him around the hospital room.
"Get back? Back where?" Xiao Moli turned around, reaching out to catch An Ziqi, who was just lunging at him.
An Ziqi bit her lip, her return had already changed a lot of things.
