Chi Huan didn't answer; she was biting her lip hard.
She should agree, or rather, she should have done so from the beginning.
But that simple word "okay" got stuck in her throat and just wouldn't come out.
"When he wakes up… I'll go back then."
Lawrence said indifferently, "Why torment each other face to face?"
"Is that okay?"
The call was hung up.
No dissent meant tacit consent, presumably.
Chi Huan put her phone away and returned to the outside of the intensive care unit.
Liang Manyue was still there, sitting on the bench in the corridor outside the ICU.
Chi Huan walked up to her, looking down from above, and said indifferently, "Miss Liang, you should leave."
Liang Manyue looked up at her, her eyebrows wrinkling, then she forced herself to calm down, "Miss Chi, I know you may mind the presence of me, his ex-girlfriend, but there's no romantic involvement between us now, it's just that after knowing him for so many years..."
