Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Feng Shengyang shook his head in amusement as he watched him leave.
He retracted his gaze, turning to look at the white ceiling. His mind was somehow picturing a certain someoneâs little face followed by the helpless sound of her calling out a certain guyâs name.
Unfortunately, it wasnât his name that she was callingâ¦
Feng Shengyang eyes were brooding.
â¦
In the luxurious ward, wind blew in through the open curtains, flicking up the curtainâs edge. And the clear sunlight lit up the floor in a golden splendor.
The two people slept sweetly and soundly in each otherâs arms.
Just then, the cell phone on the table rang, its noise disturbing their sleep.
Mu Xiaoxiao moved in Yin Shaojieâs arms. Finally, she could not stand it anymore. She opened her eyes slightly and her little hand stretched out to get the cell phone.
But her hand was too short. She couldnât reach the phone.
Pouting gloomily, Mu Xiaoxiao groaned.
Just then, a long arm went past her, grabbed the cell phone from the table, and stuffed it into her hand.
Yin Shaojie had also woken up. But after taking the cell phone, his body slid down, his hands wrapping around Mu Xiaoxiaoâs slender waist, and he pressed his elegant face against her chest.
Mu Xiaoxiao didnât notice anything fishy with his position, and she looked at the caller ID in a daze.
It was Qiqing.
She answered the phone and her voice was hoarse. âHeyâ¦â
In contrast, Han Qiqingâs voice was particularly sunny and energetic. âXiaoxiao! Youâre not up yet? Arenât we going to Nanxiang Old Town today? I have already packed my stuff. Iâm ready to go out now. Iâll meet you at your condo, okay?â
Mu Xiaoxiao blinked, and she was finally feeling more awake.
However, because of the stressful event last night, she felt particularly tired after loosening up.
Even after sleeping, she still felt listless.
She yawned and said to Qiqing, âIâm not at the condo now. Donât come over yet. Whereâs Shijun? Is he with you now?â
âYouâre not at the condo? Oh, I know, youâre at the Yin residence, right? No, he is still at home. I just called him and he only just woke up. I donât care about him. I want to meet up with you first. Should Iâll go to the Yin residence now?â
Han Qiqingâs voice was as crisp as a birdâs. As she was still in a daze, her voice sounded harsh to her.
She muttered, âCan you speak softly⦠my head hurts.â
âWhatâs the matter? Are you not feeling well?â Han Qiqing lowered her voice and asked worriedly.
âYeah. Iâm feeling a bit unwell.â Mu Xiaoxiao sounded gloomy in her reply.
Han Qiqing said, âSo are you still going to Nanxiang Old Town? Are you sick again? Why donât you stay at home to rest instead?â
Although she really wanted to go, Xiaoxiaoâs health was still more important than that.
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head. âItâs okay. But perhaps weâll go a little later. We still have something we need to do. Iâll tell you about it later. You can meet up with Shijun first. Iâll call you again later.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAlright then. But if you are really feeling unwell then donât be stubborn and itâll be better for you to take a pass on this trip,â Han Qiqing said worriedly.
Mu Xiaoxiao laughed. Her friend showing concern for her was making her feel much better.
âIâm really fine.â
âOkay then. Iâll go meet up with Shijun first. Iâll wait for your call, alright?â