The rest of the family was asleep, and the house was quiet. Xuxu gently shut the door behind her before answering his question. "I met Ah Heng earlier on since he went to the clinic, too. Then I stayed as he played chess with Qi Lei."
It was late and she drove home, so she was exhausted. She sounded rather nonchalant as she replied.
As if it was no big deal.
Yan Rusheng's emotions stirred at the mention of Jiang Zhuoheng's name. He raised his eyebrows. "How could you bump into Jiang Zhuoheng when you go to the clinic? Did you plan to meet him?"
He sounded hostile and wary.
Xuxu heard him, and her exhaustion seemed to evaporate instantly. She marched to the bed and glared at Yan Rusheng. She hissed in an attempt to threaten him. "Yan Rusheng, do you still want the ointment? If you let your imagination run wild, I shall let you lie in bed forever."
