Whoosh, she opened the door.
Unexpectedly, she came face to face with the man about to enter the bedroom.
"You…"
Qiao An had barely uttered a word when she faintly smelled the light scent of disinfectant on him.
She looked him up and down, realizing he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.
So, he hadn't come home last night but had stayed at the hospital all night with Ji Qingxin?
The realization kindled a nameless rage in Qiao An's heart.
Her hand on the doorknob suddenly tightened, firmly blocking the doorway, not allowing him to enter.
Mu Jingxi's handsome brows furrowed slightly, "What do you want?"
"Didn't come home last night?"
His eyes were pitch-black and indifferent, with a tempest churning deep within. His thin lips curved slightly, revealing a trace of a seemingly existent smile, "Miss Qiao, do you realize what you look like right now?"
"What do I look like?" Qiao An glared at him irritably. Did he think he had the right to stay out all night?
