Dan Hanjie raised an eyebrow, "You call this a smooth delivery? This was premature."
Recalling the scene where she bled profusely, Dan Hanjie's brows furrowed, a faint gleam crossing his eyes.
"What are you talking about so loudly? They can almost hear you outside."
Ye Zhanxing pushed the door open and walked in, approaching Qin Youxuan's hospital bed.
"How are you feeling today? Any better?"
"Dad, I've been fine for a while now."
Qin Youxuan sat up in bed and, seeing Su Yiru following behind, she gave a slight smile, "Auntie Ru."
"You should rest; women in confinement are precious. Don't tire yourself. I was worried about you, so I insisted your dad bring me here to see you." Su Yiru stepped forward and placed a jewelry box on Qin Youxuan's bedside.
Qin Youxuan was momentarily stunned before she reached out to take it.
Upon opening it, inside were a pair of jade anklets.
They were tiny and exquisitely made, warm to the touch, and very smooth.
