Through the small window on the hospital room door, Mu Jingheng saw Yan Xinxin lying on the bed, and he couldn't help but call out excitedly!
Seeing Yan Xinxin's pale, bloodless face, Mu Jingheng's heart raced anxiously. He quickly reached out to push the door open and go in.
Mo Chuxi noticed this and extended his long arm.
"What did you just call my wife?"
He furrowed his sharp brows, questioning Mu Jingheng, who had realized his slip of the tongue and whose expression had subtly changed.
"Chuxi, may I ask what happened to Lady Yan? Why is she also in the hospital?"
"Also?"
Mo Chuxi caught on to the key word, his gaze darkening immediately.
"Did my mom tell you? Is that why you just called my wife that?"
He asked, his guess striking right on target.
Mu Jingheng was silent for several seconds before abruptly lifting his eyes, steeling himself.
