Qiao Muyun stared into his eyes, the more innocent he pretended to be, the more suspicious he seemed.
"Do you not know, or don't want to say?" Qiao Muyun retorted, his tone full of anger. Damn it, not telling him wouldn't keep him in the dark. He then glanced at Li Yaxuan's somewhat confused expression, as if something shady was happening here. He continued slowly, "Did she go to that hospital again?"
"Well..." Li Yaxuan hesitated for a moment, seeing the determined look on Qiao Muyun's face. No small force here, so he replied, "She didn't say either, Qiao Muyun, let's head back first and wait until she returns tonight, then we'll know."
"...…" Qiao Muyun said nothing, his face was clouded with gloom. She's already gone, there's no point in staying here. He then loosened his grip on the suitcase handle.
Afterward, Qiao Muyun stood up. Li Yaxuan came over and kindly patted his arm, preparing to offer some comfort, but unexpectedly Qiao Muyun shoved him away.
