Chu Xinian watched her very patiently and slowly repeated her words, "Actually?"
"Actually that video…"
Before Qin Yiren could finish, Chu Xinian's phone rang.
The special ringtone made his expression change slightly. He raised his hand toward Qin Yiren, gesturing for her to be quiet, and answered without thinking.
On the phone, the babysitter's anxious voice sounded, "Mr. Chu, the little miss suddenly has a high fever for some reason! I've called an ambulance, please come back quickly. Oh, do you want me to call Miss Qin?"
For a baby who had just turned one month old, a sudden fever was undoubtedly very serious.
Chu Xinian frowned unconsciously.
He glanced at the heavily preoccupied Qin Yiren, thought of the unpleasant conversation they'd just had, and didn't want her to bear the pressure of the baby falling ill.
At least, not right now.
