Mr. Bao felt a bit awkward for a moment but forced himself to smooth things over.
"You don't have to go to South America. You can do the same in Beijing."
Wen Wanzi's mind was filled with an inexplicable unease. She stood up, wringing her hands together.
"I understand what you mean. This matter… I need to think it over carefully. For now, let's focus on solving the trouble with the convoy."
Suddenly, she felt like the hospital room was stifling, leaving her unsure under Mr. Bao's gaze.
"I'll go call the nurse to check your wound."
The hospital room door shut softly. Mr. Bao watched as Wen Wanzi practically fled out the door, letting out a bitter sigh.
He had been too abrupt and ended up startling this timid rabbit.
He had never even dared to think of remarrying Wen Wanzi. That was a luxury he simply didn't allow himself to imagine.
People are inherently greedy, after all.