Wen Qian felt Gu Mian must have been infected by Yin Zhi; he was starting to say whatever he wanted. Fearing that Yin Zhi might suddenly pop out from behind them, Wen Qian quickly pulled the man aside.
"What is it?" The man raised an eyebrow, his voice mild.
"It's, it's nothing." Wen Qian subtly pulled her hand from the man's palm, then glanced guiltily in Yin Zhi's direction.
'She couldn't just tell him she was worried the sensitive little tiger would suddenly appear and have a meltdown.'
Staring at his empty palm, the smile in Gu Mian's eyes gradually faded. Wen Qian cared a great deal about Yin Zhi's feelings, but the extent of her concern displeased him.
He followed her gaze and said softly, "Qianqian cares about him a lot."
"Huh?" Wen Qian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately after understanding. Before Gu Mian could react, she added in a clear voice, "You saw it last time. That guy is so childish. I was afraid he'd cause a scene at the hospital."
