But in the end, the man took a deep breath, hung up the phone, and immediately instructed, "I've got more work to do. You rest here, don't move around, and wait for me to come back and take you home."
Wen Mian wasn't feeling as oppressed.
At that moment, facing Pei Zhiyao's orders, Wen Mian could respond normally.
"Okay, you go ahead with your work."
Wen Mian had already largely recovered.
As long as nothing unexpected happened halfway, Wen Mian would definitely be fine.
After Pei Zhiyao left, Wen Mian, having nothing to do and feeling anxious, had to find something for herself to do.
She could only contact Mo Xiaoqi.
"Is your leg injury better now?"
The other party's first words were of concern.
But Wen Mian didn't want to worry about so much.
She had already thought through a lot, and if she continued to be constrained by these things now, she would probably never be free in the future.
