Xiao Yebai looked at her, his gaze deep and cool. Without the cover of glasses, his eyes were as deep and inscrutable as the deepest depths of the sea, unfathomable and unknowable.
After a while, he broke the silence, "You know now."
"What do you mean?" Mo Weiyi didn't understand.
"Everything has been resolved." After Xiao Yebai finished speaking, a hint of impatience appeared on his face, "My throat is dry, I can't talk much."
Mo Weiyi: "..."
Damn it.
"Aren't we still not divorced?" Xiao Yebai casually glanced at the cup of water on the bedside table, "If you don't want to give me a drink, please call a nurse over."
Mo Weiyi glared at him straight away with her beautiful cat-like eyes.
This damn man, was he intentionally pulling the injured-hero trick?
Even though compared to his usually dapper professional image, him in hospital clothes, furrowing his brows, did indeed seem... a bit haggard and pale.
