Su Xiaomeng was taken aback.
"You're heartless, how could you imagine? As soon as I pushed open Yin Bowen's door, I saw you being dragged down the stairs by Guo Tong..."
Su Xiaomeng's hand tightened; in that moment, she was also scared.
"If Guo Tong had been a bit more ruthless, if you hadn't held onto the stair railing... could you, five months pregnant, withstand such a fall?"
Su Xiaomeng bit her lip, the arm around his neck tightened slightly, and she pretended to be relaxed, "Don't worry, I'm well-nourished, our child is very strong!"
"I'm not talking about the child, I'm talking about you!"
"The child is certainly important, but in my eyes, nothing is more important than your safety..."
Yin Shixiu finished speaking calmly, Su Xiaomeng heard the seriousness and solemnity in his words...
She knew that he truly cared for her.
"Shixiu, I'm sorry..."
She couldn't say anything else but sorry.
