After Xi Xiaye made that request, Mu Yuchen handled it very quickly. He was highly efficient.
In the evening, as the golden rays of the warm sun gradually faded away, Xi Xinyi stood outside Xi Xiaye's ward.
"Our Missus is inside. Please enter," the black-suited bodyguard's cold and indifferent voice instructed. Xi Xinyi only bit her lip slightly before she lifted a hand to silently push open the door.
At this moment, inside the ward, Xi Xiaye was lying on her sickbed casually flipping through some information of Fuhua Estate when she heard the sound of footsteps from the door. She looked up and calmly looked at Xi Xinyi who stood hesitantly at the door.
Xi Xinyi froze, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of uneasiness and vigilance. She stared unwaveringly at Xi Xiaye who also looked at her with indifference. With that cold expression and unmoving gaze, it was hard to guess what she was thinking about.
