Room No. 1101
When Qiao Xiaren entered the room, only Ye Jianian on the hospital bed. The sparks in Xiaren's dark, shining eyes couldn't be ignored.
The corner of her mouth raised slightly, emitting a whiff of danger.
As she approached, Ye Jianian on the bed sensed something amiss around him. His parents had just visited him at the hospital, expressing both sympathy and reprimands before being ushered out by the doctor to pay the medical fees.
Feeling irritated, he simply laid motionless on his bed. Could it be that his parents had returned?
At this instant, all he saw was Qiao Xiaren standing at the door. Because of her peculiar disguise, he couldn't recognize her.
"Who are you?"
Stunned by the natural reaction to an unfamiliar environment and person, Ye Jianian hastily tried to prop himself up from the bed.
