Xing Jiu 'an, who was curled up in a corner, suddenly felt sad.
If she had not gone out that day, if she had not encountered that incident, if she had not died ...
Would she be able to receive a call from her senior brother and have her master and everyone celebrate her birthday?
Unfortunately, there were no ifs.
Mu Qing didn't say a word. If he didn't hear her breathing, he would have thought that the call wasn't going through.
"Minister mu, can you hear me?" The eldest brother asked again.
"...Sure." Mu Qing's voice was very hoarse, and the other side immediately heard that something was wrong.
"Mu Qing, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine,"she said. Mu Qing lowered her voice."Come over, we're at the villa in South Capital. Jiu ... Jiu 'an is with me now. We'll wait for you at home."
When ou Qi, who had been looking at the back seat, heard this, the tears that had stopped flowed out again. She bit her lips hard, not allowing herself to make a sound.
