Nuoyan frowned at her exhausted figure and dialed Xiao Chen's number.
"Go check for me, what has Moli been up to recently?"
An Ziqi had slept on the sofa last night and had gone for a jog in her home clothes in the morning, now she was feeling a bit of a headache and wrapped herself in a blanket, falling into a deep sleep on the bed.
At noon, Nuoyan went up to call her for lunch and saw An Ziqi lying in bed, sweating profusely from her forehead. When he touched her, he realized she had a fever and quickly called Xiao Chen to come back.
An Ziqi opened her eyes in a daze, "Mommy, I'm fine, I just caught a chill from sleeping on the sofa last night. I'll be okay after some sleep."
"You're pregnant now, you can't be careless. Sleep a bit longer, Xiao Chen will be back soon," Nuoyan adjusted the blanket over her.
An Ziqi murmured a response and fell back into a heavy slumber.
