He looked down at her and smiled faintly. "Didn't you go shopping because you were angry?"
Ji Nuan was suddenly stricken by a surge of sourness. She didn't want her mood to be ruined by someone, so she simply said, "You're safe and sound in the hospital. What can I get mad at?"
Mo Jingshen gazed deeply at her. "I thought you were getting jealous because of those photos taken from specific angles."
She was surprised. "How come you know about the pictures I received?"
"Feng Ling's cell phone is connected to yours. She won't receive normal information you received but can see the information from strange numbers or unknown sources." He didn't keep it from her.
"No wonder…"
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" He looked at her eyes, his handsome face calm.
"Like you just said, those are staged photos. What can I ask?" Ji Nuan turned around, picked up a fruit basket which someone had brought, and took out the fruit knife to peel the fruit.
