He was terrified that her coma might leave some aftereffects.
After all, her amnesia wasn't fully cured yet—wouldn't want any new complications to arise, right?
Jiayi widened her eyes, stunned as she scanned his handsome face, and said in confusion, "You are… who, sir? Why am I here…"
His heart clenched tightly, and he shot to his feet, about to call the family doctor upstairs, when the petite woman suddenly grabbed his shirt and let out a snicker: "Alright, alright, I remember, I was joking with you."
Huo Zhenyang let out a breath of relief but soon clenched his jaw again, glaring coldly at her.
She was teasing him!
At this moment, she was actually teasing him!
Jiayi realized she had taken the joke too far. Judging by the petrified look on his face just now, he had probably been scared half to death. Feeling a twinge of regret, she stuck out her tongue and tugged at his sleeve: "I was just joking with you."
