Nalan Ye Jue discontentedly held her slender waist: "How can there be reason to meet other men and leave your husband alone to sleep?"
Qin Xin’s lips twitched slightly.
What the heck, he made it sound like she was going out to have a secret affair.
"It’s Ao Xinghao. He has something important to report to me. It’s not clear over the phone." For once, she explained.
Upon hearing Ao Xinghao’s name, Nalan Ye Jue’s mind quickly flashed with the image of the most astute of the three little ones, who would frequently ask Qin Xin for hugs.
What can’t be said over the phone?
He must be trying to find a way to make a solo approach to his little wife, right?
Nalan Ye Jue said: "Their condition is stable. I’ve sent the best medical staff to take care of them, and the medicine Bai Chi brought over has been used, so there can’t be anything that urgent. Get some sleep and go later."
His large hand gently stroked back and forth on her slender waist.
Qin Xin pursed her lips and said calmly: "It’s not exactly urgent, but Ao Xinghao found the culprit behind Lan Qingxin’s car accident near Ice Lake."
Lan Qingxin’s old car accident?
The one where she got hit in the head?
If it weren’t for the blood Qin Xin donated back then, which was saved in the blood bank, Lan Qingxin wouldn’t have survived.
He also had people investigate that accident; the driver was a loyal veteran of the Nalan family, the car belonged to the Nalan family, and Xiangxiang was in the car protecting Lan Qingxin—there really were no doubts about it.
What could Ao Xinghao possibly find?
He sat up from the bed: "I’ll go with you."
Qin Xin glanced at him blandly: "Didn’t you say not to let me see other men?"
He gets nervous whenever it’s about Lan Qingxin, doesn’t he?
Nalan Ye Jue coughed: "They’re not men, just little kids. Why would I bicker with children."
Qin Xin: "..."
Is it really not because he’s especially concerned about his little sister?
Nalan Ye Jue saw her looking down silently, with a faint expression of jealousy, took a deep breath, and embraced her: "You’re living under Lan Qingxin’s identity now. I’m afraid this identity might not be safe for you, so even if there’s just a one in a million chance someone wants to hurt Lan Qingxin, we can’t be careless."
After a pause, his tone was significant: "Because my little wife is now also my sister."
Qin Xin didn’t expect him to seriously explain it to her.
She also didn’t expect his eagerness to hear the truth was for her safety.
It made her momentary jealousy seem a bit excessive.
Ah, how embarrassing.
She’s usually not such a petty person.
"Got it, let’s go."
"Little wife, did we have West Lake fish for lunch?"
"I don’t think so."
"Then did we have sour plum soup?"
Qin Xin: "..."
Nalan Ye Jue: "It seems like there’s a taste in the air..."
Qin Xin: "Are you going or not? If not, I’m leaving!"
Nalan Ye Jue watched her rosy face, and his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
==
Imperial Central Laboratory VIP Operating Room.
The three little ones were eagerly waiting on the hospital bed.
"God Ao, can you really get Sister Xin to come?"
"Of course. She’s already agreed to come over right away."
"Really? Really? Ao Chongchong, don’t trick me. I’m about to change into the new sportswear my uncle brought me..."
"Hu Er, don’t change."
"Huh?"
"Sister Xin is already here; do you want her to catch you half-dressed?"
"Huh, the door hasn’t opened yet, how do you know it’s Sister Xin?"
"The sound of footsteps. Her footsteps are unique."