Yin Muchen's hand that he used to hold the fountain pen froze, and his face turned dark immediately. "What is wrong with her?"
Both Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya raised their heads up, and they looked at the man at the same time.
"Sir, both Miss Yin and I just finished our dinner, and everything was going well, but when I was putting the dishes away, Miss Yin fell down the stairs when she was planning on heading upstairs, and her kneecap was slightly injured."
Yin Muchen's muscles that were all tight relaxed in an instant. His long and thick eyelashes moved slightly, and he did not say a single word.
Because the office was very quiet, Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya heard what Aunty said on the phone. They looked each other in the eye. They were busy with an extremely important document, but Aunty made the call just because the girl was slightly injured, and this was making a mountain from a molehill.
They knew that the man was also shocked just now.
