If it were someone else, they would be afraid she might harm the mother, but he wasn't, which made her glance at him. Just that one glance made Qin Xue a bit anxious, as his eyes carried too much scrutiny. Truly worthy of being a detective—such sharpness is no joke. She might not have any secrets left.
Qin Xue felt a bit guilty; she didn't have this feeling even facing Chu Molin, but this man gave her a sense of being seen through. It was truly unsettling.
"Okay, thank you," Jin Yufeng nodded and then let her in to see his wife and child.
"Chu Molin, wait for me outside; we'll go back together," Qin Xue told her husband to wait before going in.
"Alright, I'll wait for you no matter how long it takes." Chu Molin had heard of the difficult labor, and though he hadn't witnessed it, he knew what it entailed. Such cases were life and death—he wondered if Xue'er had any way to resolve such issues.
