"Thank goodness..."
Nan Zhifeng, elated to the brink of madness, was ready to go in and see Xiaofeng, but her body softened, her vision darkened, and she fainted.
"Miss, Miss!"
Ahu hurriedly caught Nan Zhifeng and took her away.
Ye Dong watched this scene, couldn't help but sigh, turned, and went upstairs. He saw Ye Zhantian standing by the window, his silhouette seeming somewhat forlorn and lonely.
"Master, Miss Nan has fainted," Ye Dong said softly. "She might have caught a cold from the rain throughout the night."
"Her attendant was holding an umbrella for her, how could she get rained on?"
Ye Zhantian's voice was ice-cold as frost.
"Miss Nan realizes she was wrong. Can't you let her see the child?"
For the first time, Ye Dong pleaded on behalf of Nan Zhifeng.