My Little Tigress

"That's a good idea!"

After hearing Yun Xi's arrangement, Zhao Yumo jumped up from her chair in approval.

As if they were telepathic, the two of them had thought of the same thing.

"Since you think it's a good idea as well, keep up the act and stay in the hospital to recover. Don't go back home or to school for the time being."

Zhao Yumo nodded, then turned her head and glanced at Jiang Chenghuan. With a pitiful expression on her face, she narrowed her eyes and leaned toward him. "Second Young Master Jiang, please give me shelter."

"It's safer for you to go to the hospital." Jiang Chenghuan pushed her away and glanced at Mu Feichi.

"I will have someone take care of what you've arranged. If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving."

With that said, disregarding whether Zhao Yumo had any unfinished business, he directly dragged her away by her collar.