Jiang Yang saw the genuine smile on her face, his gaze softened, "For me, being in the hospital is better than being at home. At least in the hospital, there are nurses who care. At home, it's just cold and indifferent."
Wei Anning instinctively glanced at Yan Nanfei, "How could home be cold and indifferent? Isn't there Nan Fei at home?"
Jiang Yang automatically ignored Yan Nanfei's existence.
Yan Nanfei felt very uncomfortable deep down. Even though her mother had married Uncle Jiang for five years, in Jiang Yang's heart, they still were not recognized as a family. Sometimes she felt she was less significant than a dog in his eyes.
She stood up straight, holding back her sadness, and said, "I'm going to go out for a walk."
After saying that, she didn't wait for Wei Anning to call her back and pulled open the door and left.
