Luoz wiped his sweat, glared at him, and said, "Yesterday, my wife had a prenatal scare and was hospitalized. This morning, I settled her in and went to work. I came by during lunch to check on her, but the hospital said she was already discharged, and the person who handled her discharge was Su Nian."
"Maybe she went home?" Zheng Haoyu couldn't stop his mind from buzzing, clearly lacking confidence.
Su Nian returned home a little after eight in the morning, and it's already twelve noon. In four hours, couldn't she change clothes?
"Are you really that dense or just pretending?" Luoz landed a punch on his shoulder, making Zheng Haoyu stagger. "I'm going with you, to my house!"
Zheng Haoyu, stiffening his body, stumbled out the door, but Luoz grabbed him, "You wait here. I'll go!"
Just as he walked out of the hospital room, Bai Hong came running breathlessly from the opposite side, "Young Master, something's wrong."
