Cheng Haoming had already suspected that Qi Muhan harbored unusual feelings for Su Qiao, so those words struck him as especially grating.
"Don't talk nonsense! Xiao Qiao isn't that kind of person at all!"
"To avoid suspicion, she endured even when she felt unwell instead of calling Qi Muhan over in the middle of the night."
Even if Qi Muhan had feelings for her, Xiao Qiao felt nothing for him.
No one knew this better than Cheng Haoming.
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, you'll find out eventually."
Madam Cheng sneered disdainfully. "What do I not understand about women like that? They're just casting a wide net to catch more fish."
"Xiao Xin, come on. I'll get you another bowl of soup. From today onward, we need to nourish you properly. You can't miss a single meal."
Mei Yuxin hadn't truly intended to leave.
After all, she was still carrying the Cheng Family's child.
Now that Madam Cheng had coaxed her, she obediently followed her to the dining room.
Since she had only suffered some scrapes, Su Qiao got out of bed the next day.
Perhaps because the original owner had stayed in the hospital for too long, she even felt a kind of aversion toward hospitals.
"Xiao Qiao, I'm here to take you home."
Cheng Haoming hadn't gone to work that day. He had come over early to pick up Su Qiao.
Qi Muhan directly reached out and blocked him. "There's no need. Xiao Qiao and I have already discussed it. She'll return to the sanatorium to recuperate for a few more months."
Cheng Haoming frowned, puzzled. "Why does she still need to go to the sanatorium?"
"Of course it's because her condition is unstable. She needs quiet rest, not to stay somewhere she isn't valued, where she might