In order to prevent any more annoying fellows from coming up, Murong Qiao and An Nuo stayed together for the rest of the operation.
The banquet was full of toasts, so Murong Qiao and An Nuo stayed in a corner of the banquet and chatted with a glass of wine.
"As expected, without Huo Yichen, you can't even lift your spirits." An Nuo pouted and teased her.
More than half an hour had passed since they arrived at the event location.
Although Murong Qiao said that she was relaxed, based on An Nuo's familiarity with her, An Nuo naturally sensed that she was a little distracted.
Murong Qiao sighed. "He hasn't recovered yet. He should still be recuperating in the hospital."
An Nuo's words hit her heart, and Murong Qiao didn't deny it.
She had indeed been thinking about Huo Yichen the whole time. It was rare for her to be so busy today that she didn't go to the hospital to see him. Thus, her heart was empty.
