Xiaoxiao couldn't help but chuckle at her expression, "Shanshan… it's actually my own fault too…"
"If he's the one who hit you, then it's his fault!" Mu Zixuan sat at the edge of the bed, her brows furrowed in anger.
Xiaoxiao laughed and shook her head, "Aren't you supposed to be at work? How come you're here now?"
"You're asking me? You didn't come home last night, and I was so worried something had happened to you. I kept calling, but your phone was turned off. When I asked Yaoyao, he just kept a straight face... This morning when I left, I even asked him about you, but he just ignored me, and then...ah, just half an hour ago, he called me himself to say you were here, and told me to come see you…" Mu Zixuan rambled on as she took Xiaoxiao's hand.
Xiaoxiao listened, completely bewildered. What in the world was Mu Zisu thinking? When Shanshan asked him, he didn't say anything, but when she went to work, he called to say she was here.
