After saying this, Lu Jinghan didn’t wait for Han Xi to speak and pulled her out of the office.
The two walked out of the hospital lobby and got into the car. Lu Jinghan leaned over to help Han Xi fasten her seatbelt before turning the steering wheel and driving away.
The car quickly stopped at a five-star hotel near the hospital. Lu Jinghan got out of the car, walked around the front, opened the passenger door, and took Han Xi’s hand to lead her inside.
After checking into a room, the two came out of the elevator, walked to the room door, and as soon as they entered, Lu Jinghan kissed Han Xi.
No one knows how much time had passed. Han Xi, exhausted, sat up, her long hair soaked with sweat.
"Do you still want to go to Chu Ci’s place?" Lu Jinghan’s voice was hoarse.
Although Han Xi was now very tired and wanted to sleep, she was more worried about Chu Ci: "Yes, I want to go."
Lu Jinghan gently stroked Han Xi’s sweat-soaked hair, his voice soft: "I’ll carry you to bathe, then take you there."
"Okay." Han Xi had gotten used to Lu Jinghan bathing her every time afterward.
After the bath, Lu Jinghan also helped Han Xi dry her hair before driving her to Chu Ci’s place.
Getting out of the car, Han Xi urged him to drive slowly before turning and entering the villa.
By this time, Chu Ci had already sobered up and was taking a bath. When Li Manman saw Han Xi, she asked if she had eaten since she was about to order something from outside.
"I haven’t eaten yet. How is Chu Ci?" Han Xi switched into slippers in the entrance and sat next to Li Manman.
"After sobering up, he didn’t cry or make a fuss. It’s as if nothing happened, very calm."
Han Xi feared this the most from Chu Ci. She would prefer him to cry it out rather than keep everything bottled up inside.
Li Manman, after placing an order outside, looked up and asked: "Why did you come over so late?"
Flustered, Han Xi’s face turned red, and she hastily made up an excuse: "The hospital was a bit busy, so I got back late."
She couldn’t honestly say the truth; she could only lie.
Li Manman nodded half-believingly, always feeling that Han Xi’s face was unusually red, somewhat... suggestive.
Chu Ci, after his bath, came downstairs wrapped in a towel: "I’m a bit hungry."
Li Manman waved her phone at Chu Ci: "I’ve already placed an order. It’ll be delivered soon."
Chu Ci, drying his damp hair with a towel, said casually: "I have to fly out for work early tomorrow morning. The schedule is packed, and it might be a long time before I can come back."
Han Xi felt a bit distressed for Chu Ci: "You just had a miscarriage; you should rest properly. Can’t the work be postponed?"