Jiang Yingqiong had just returned from her checkup when she happened to see a young girl exiting her ward.
She caught a glimpse of her profile but before she could get a clear look, Chiang Xiao had already turned and left.
A faintly strange feeling surfaced in Jiang Yingqiong's heart.
Why did that girl's profile seem so vaguely familiar?
Upon entering, she saw her husband sitting on the sofa, lost in thought, with a rather self-deprecating smile. Puzzled, she asked, "Hanzhong, who was that young girl just now?"
"Madam," he couldn't help but laugh, "you have no idea, I just heard someone singing praises of Xinian."
Li Hanzhong chuckled, then continued, "So I couldn't help myself and called her over, talked quite a bit to her. Now that I think about it, it's strange, why I would say those things to a young girl".
Indeed, after he spoke he felt somewhat baffled; those were things he should not have said.