"Aunt Gu, you should stay at the hospital to look after Gu Mingzhu, who just gave birth. We will take good care of Nianhua, and she absolutely won't be treated unfairly."
Pei Yicheng's voice suddenly came from behind, and Xu Nianhua's eyes instantly lit up. Recently, Pei Yicheng had been busy setting up a factory in South City and was hardly seen at all. She hadn't expected him to come to the hospital.
The next moment, Xu Nianhua noticed that Pei Yicheng's black pants were rather dirty, as if brushed with white dust. His shirt, too, was smudged and messy. It seemed he had rushed over straight from the construction site, with sweat still beading on his forehead.
Pei Yicheng walked toward her, those dark eyes fixed on her. He didn't say a word, but she could see the care and heartache in his gaze.
