"I'll take good care of myself, today was just an accident." Fang Nianzhi's stomach ached sporadically, yet she still tried her best to reassure the man outside the door — it was truly too difficult for her.
"I'll wait for you downstairs. We can go to the hospital together afterward." Siyang had no intention of blaming her; he just hoped she would learn from this experience.
"Yeah yeah yeah."
After Siyang went downstairs, he sat on the sofa and waited, pulling out his cellphone to check the WeChat message Tiantian had sent him today, which was a voice message.
"Uncle Siyang, I'm playing at Dad's place. You haven't come to see me in a long time!"
Siyang listened to Tiantian's baby voice and couldn't help but smile. He had indeed not visited Tiantian in a while, being busy with company affairs. Every time he returned home, there was another child to worry about.
