Hearing his wife's words, Mu Zigu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Qingqing, you are still weak, so don't climb the stairs often. What should I do if you feel dizzy and fall down the stairs?"
Seeing the worry in her husband's eyes, Xiao Yiqing was very moved. Except for her parents, brother, and Pan Meijia, no one has ever been so kind to her. She was glad that she obeyed her parents' arrangement and decided to meet this man. Otherwise, she may miss someone who loves her and treats her well.
She stretched out her hand, held her husband's hand, and smiled softly, "Brother Zigu, thank you, I'm sorry for making you worry. I will be more careful in the future."
Looking at his wife's smile, Mu Zigu could only sigh and said, "Qingqing, I don't blame you. Therefore, you don't need to say sorry to me."
"I know." Xiao Yiqing nodded.