Hearing Mo Yinhe's tone, Si Mingjing's internal alarms blared. "What happened?"
Mo Yinhe didn't say anything and just hung up the phone, obviously furious.
At this moment, she and Ye Siyuan were in the hospital elevator, preparing to leave. After stepping out of the elevator, Si Mingjing's expression turned grave. "Your brother told us to wait for him here," she said to Ye Siyuan. "You haven't done anything to anger your brother, have you?"
"No."
Ye Siyuan took out car keys from her purse, and the two of them looked for their car in the underground parking lot while talking. After finding it, they sat inside, listening to music as they waited.
Ye Siyuan took out a bag of sour plums from the car, tore open the package, and handed it to Si Mingjing. "What did my brother say?"
"He didn't say much, just told us to wait for him at the hospital."
Ye Siyuan relaxed. "Then let's fleece my brother for a meal! Let him treat us to a big feast at noon. I'm hungry."
