A City, a hospital not far from the international airport, Inpatient Department.
Bai Wei played with her fingernails by the hospital bed, utterly bored. Finally, she couldn't help but complain, "He Xing, cousin, are you finished looking through my phone yet?"
Upon hearing this, He Xing didn't even lift his eyelids, his eyes still glued to the screen of Bai Wei's phone, "Relax, I have no interest in your chat history with Luo Qinghe. I wouldn't want to see it even if I could."
His words left Bai Wei speechless, her face puffing up in anger as she glared at He Xing. She wanted to retort, but for the life of her, she couldn't find the words to do so.
She really couldn't understand what was going through He Xing's mind. He had his own phone and could chat with Fu Han on it, but for some reason, he insisted on using Bai Wei's phone to talk to her.
