In a room exquisitely decorated, where traces of a wedding photo once hanging above the headboard are still visible, Tong Yaqi leaned against the head of a large bed and took the phone away from her ear.
"This Chu Ge..."
Placing the phone on the bed, Tong Yaqi moved her somewhat sore arm, a faint smile on her lips as she spoke softly to herself.
After listening for quite a while, she pretty much understood the situation on Chu Ge's side at the hospital ward, and as she imagined, she couldn't help but laugh.
That guy named Lin Bin, his expression must be quite something, huh?
So this is what it means to be self-righteous.
She stretched lazily, revealing a beautiful curve, though unfortunately, in this empty room, no one was lucky enough to admire such a wonderful sight.
After stretching, Tong Yaqi resembled an elegant cat, stepping lightly and gracefully off the bed, taking a few steps and then swiftly pulling open the sliding wardrobe door.
