Li Qianrui's face stiffened.
Originally, Wen Yi thought that, with Li Qianrui's personality, if Mo Shichen didn't ask her to leave, she really had no reason to go on her own. After all, he was the man she couldn't live without. But, seeing her complexion, Wen Yi's seven or eight parts suspicion turned into full certainty.
Besides, Mo Shichen had called and told her to come over, which naturally meant he wanted to "drive someone away." He couldn't just let her and Li Qianrui sit there staring at each other. It's not something Young Master Mo would do.
Li Qianrui strained to contort her facial muscles, forcing an even more reluctant smile. With a tone of dejection, she said, "Yeah... He was afraid you'd be unhappy to see me, so he told me to leave first. Miss Wen, don't be angry with him over me. I'm not worth it."
Wen Yi's lips curved in an amused smile, "Really? I feel like you were waiting here on purpose just to tell me that you had just come out of his hospital room."
