She didn't tell Yuan Xiuqin about what happened today and simply glossed over it.
Otherwise, who knows how scared she'd be.
Yuan Xiuqin knew that she had worried her child, so she nodded repeatedly.
"I understand, then we can go back later. You can't focus on your studies at school while we're here."
Jiang Yuxin lowered her head, "Okay."
...
Upstairs.
Fu Chi led Jiang Ruan into a bedroom. The bedroom was also decorated in a vintage style, with many antique pieces and a carved wooden screen that had a sense of history and charm.
Behind the screen was a large oak bed.
The mattress was clean and well-organized.
"Where is this?"
Jiang Ruan walked in, looked around, and found the environment very comfortable.
Fu Chi walked to the cupboard, took out a set of black sportswear, and folded it up.
With a light starlight in his eyes, he said, "This was my mother's old home, but I don't stay here often because it's far from the hospital."
