If It Wasn't You, It Would Have Been Someone Else

Huo Qingxiao was about to speak when Huo Jiuxiao's voice came from outside the door. "Lin Wanli, come out."

Lin Wanli turned around and looked at the door. Then, she looked at Huo Qingxiao and said, "Old Master, you've caused me a lot of trouble."

"Go ahead," Huo Qingxiao pointed at the door with his chin.

Lin Wanli seemed hesitant. After taking a deep breath, she walked out of the quarantine area, took off her sterile suit and gas mask, and followed Huo Jiuxiao to his temporary lounge.

When Lin Wanli was brought over by the Huo family, she was still wearing a dress. Huo Jiuxiao turned around and looked at Lin Wanli's slightly swollen legs. Then, he took a step forward and reached out to pull her into his arms. He took a long breath, like a fish that had been stranded on the shore for a long time. It was only at this moment that he finally regained the freedom to breathe.