Chi Huan tried to imagine his appearance, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't conjure up his image. She felt as if a hand was firmly gripping her heart, making it difficult to breathe or speak.
After a while, she regulated her breath and said indifferently, "Whether I care about him or whether I am with him doesn't matter. I came here today to ask Miss Liang. If you're willing to tell me, then I thank you. If you really don't want to say, then I'll leave."
She stood by the bed, the two of them looking at each other.
About half a minute passed, and Chi Huan's lips curled into a faint smile, "Then I won't disturb your rest any longer. Goodbye."
Having said that, she turned and walked towards the door.
