"Big brother, why are you here?"
Qiao Lin's mouth twitched. How could he have the nerve to ask why he was here? His gaze instinctively fell on the woman on the bed. That face, he would recognize even if it turned to ashes—it really was An Yuqian!
"Third brother, what are you doing?"
"This woman fainted at the door of my room. I saw it was raining heavily outside and on a whim, put her on the bed."
"This is utter nonsense!" Qiao Lin reprimanded harshly, "Do you even know who she is? How dare you bring her in?"
Seeing Qiao Junzhen frowning in confusion, Qiao Lin couldn't bear to say anything harsher, fearing it might unsettle him in his current mental state.
After all, the doctor had repeatedly warned before leaving not to provoke him over minor matters.
He used to love An Yuqian so much, and now she's clearly the most aggravating thing for him.
