Qin Lang watched her go upstairs, unable to help but linger for a while. She seemed a little unusual today.
He was a bit worried about her.
Wu Jing had just laid down on the bed when Qin Lang came.
"Jing'er." He sat in the wheelchair, looking at her from the bedside.
Wu Jing lifted her head, glanced at Qin Lang, "What are you doing here?"
"I was worried about you." His gaze was gentle, like the stars, "What happened? Can you tell me?"
"..." Wu Jing leaned on the pillow, looking at him. "Nothing, just a bit tired."
She was used to being here and couldn't bear to ruin the beauty of it.
She knew clearly how well Qin Lang and Mrs. Qin treated her.
She had long since tied herself to the Qin Family.
But now, Cheng Xinghe came out and told her she was actually his wife.
Qin Lang held her hand, "If there's any problem, remember to tell me. I don't want you to bear so much alone..."
"Hmm." Wu Jing nodded, "If necessary, I'll tell you."
