Upon hearing this, Qin Manman paused for a moment, then slowly pushed herself up to stand, supporting herself against the wall as she walked towards the bedroom.
Muo Huangnian watched her snail-like movements, her face as pale as paper, and furrowed his brow. Nonetheless, he stepped forward, scooped her up around the waist, and carried her back to the bedroom.
As he bent down to place her on the bed, his vibrating phone slid out of his pocket and dropped onto the bedding.
The incoming call was from Wei Ruo.
Qin Manman clearly saw it too, her eyes slightly hesitating.
Muo Huangnian reached for his phone, turned to leave, but his clothes were pulled by a pale, small hand. Her voice was hoarse and grating, "Have dinner at home before you leave... okay?"
The phone kept ringing. Muo Huangnian glanced at the message on the screen from Wei Ruo, shook off the woman's hand behind him, and said, "You eat. I have something to do."
