Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 850 - 847: Clothes Completely Soaked

Yang Qiao rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Xiao Anze, you don’t have to be so petty, okay?"

Men can be quite pretentious when they’re sick. At first, he stayed a night in the public ward, complaining he couldn’t take it, insisting on moving to a private room. After he got the private room, he started nitpicking about this and that — it was just too much.

He casually remarked, "Doesn’t every hospital have VIP rooms? Just get me the best room!"

At that time, Yang Qiao didn’t bother responding. To have a well-equipped hospital in this small town was already quite lucky; how could it possibly be better than those in B City?

Eventually, seeing that no one was paying him any attention, Xiao Anze stopped fussing, but he did shoot a few pitiful glances at her every day, which really annoyed her.

After hearing Yang Qiao’s words, Xiao Anze said, "Do I seem like a petty person? Yang Qiao, in my current state, I can’t take care of you; instead, you have to take care of me. How can I not worry you’ll run off to find another man?"

Yang Qiao laughed out of frustration, slamming the lunchbox she brought onto the table, "Xiao Anze, enough! Expecting a pregnant woman like me to take care of you — if you say anything else that’s unpleasant, I’ll leave right now!"

Her temper had grown quite irritable since she got pregnant. Knowing how inconsiderate Xiao Anze was to come find her, she definitely wasn’t going to put on a pleasant face for him.

Yet, upon hearing Yang Qiao’s words, Xiao Anze immediately shut up.

What a joke, he was now immobile. If Yang Qiao left him without anyone to care for him, he’d have nowhere to cry about it.

The two of them stayed quiet, neither speaking a word.

Nobody knew how long had passed before the restroom door opened again. Yang Zi walked out, handed the hairdryer to Yang Qiao, and pointed to the person on the bed, asking, "Your friend?"

"No!" Xiao Anze instantly replied, "I’m the biological father of the baby in her belly."

"Oh?" Yang Zi glanced at Yang Qiao, then approached the man on the bed, "I know the baby in my sister’s belly is my brother-in-law’s, so which green onion are you exactly?" Saying this, he leaned in for a closer look and couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Brother-in-law? How did you end up like this?"

Xiao Anze, seeing that the person who had just entered the restroom was Yang Zi, suddenly laughed, "No worries, I fell myself."

Yang Zi cast a suspicious glance at Yang Qiao, who nodded in agreement, "He brought it upon himself."

Upon hearing this, the smile froze on Xiao Anze’s face.

Yang Zi immediately understood, patted him on the uninjured shoulder, and said, "Brother-in-law, your courage is commendable."

Xiao Anze really wanted to nod, but it was impossible in his condition. Still, he didn’t dare to speak, fearing saying something Yang Qiao wouldn’t like to hear. He asked Yang Zi, "Why are you here too?"

"The crew came here to shoot, and just now, an actor had a little incident, now they’re in the hospital."

Yang Qiao looked at him worriedly, "What about you? Are you alright?" His clothes were soaked, so he must have been involved in some activity.

"I’m fine. I’ll go check if she’s awake; you guys chat~"

Yang Zi walked fast because if he didn’t leave soon, his sister would definitely ask about his girlfriend. She’s been nagging him about it for years. He used to occasionally post some ambiguous things on WeChat Moments or Weibo, but now both platforms are completely barren.

Not long after returning to the ward, Ning Mo woke up, seeing herself in an unfamiliar room, she paused, propped herself up, ready to get up.