"From now on, we'll wait for you to wake up together, so you can see how your son-in-law is doing!"
Qin Yin hung her head without saying a word, and the two sat silently in the hospital room until evening, before leaving the hospital.
…
"What, he confessed to you? But isn't Mo Han a bit too dense? Couldn't see something so obvious? What if he thinks you like someone else and doesn't speak up?"
Ye Xinluo sat on her seat, nibbling on an apple, looking at Qin Yin who was working, and said.
"But luckily, he's not too silly and didn't back down."
Qin Yin put down her pen, "Xinluo, I feel like I'm dreaming, just the day before we were playing mahjong at the villa, and the next day he confessed to me. Pinch me quickly, see if it hurts."
