After much thought, she decided not to go in after all.
What would she say if she went in? It would be nothing but endless embarrassment.
She waited quietly at the corner of the hospital corridor for Mo Chen to appear.
Finally, she heard a deep sound of footsteps, which snapped Qiao Ruoxin's scattered thoughts back to reality.
She straightened her body and stepped out from the corner, just in time to see the man approaching. He was tall and handsome, still strikingly beautiful, with a powerful aura.
When Mo Chen saw her, he recognized her at a glance, even though she was fully armed and her small face could hardly be seen.
Xiaowu, seeing this, silently retreated and left.
The man frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why did you come?"
The hospital corridor was cool and quiet. She took off her sunglasses and ran a few steps into the man's arms.
Mo Chen instinctively held her body and looked down at her wet eyes, eyelashes beaded with tears.
Had she been crying?
