Ye Huan didn't understand, "Your voice still sounds very serious, why don't you stay in the hospital for treatment?"
"It's unnecessary..." she said lightly, "It's just a cold."
Stay in the hospital...
She didn't have the financial capacity for that now.
Ye Huan probably knew her difficulties as well and didn't point them out but shifted the topic, "Is Mr. Wen still there? I didn't expect Chen Haoyang to be so meddlesome last night, and I told him off again this morning—um, how are you two doing...? Has he caused any trouble for you?"
Mu Wanqing smiled bitterly, "It's fine, your husband meant well, I don't blame him... um, Huanhuan, I'm getting ready to head back, my phone is almost dead, we'll talk later."
"Alright." Ye Huan agreed, then quickly remembered something, "I'll come to your apartment to look for you, you still need someone to take care of you in this condition."