Is that really funny to you?
A single sentence, heavy like a boulder, crashed mercilessly onto her heart.
Qiao An desperately wanted to say it wasn't funny, but... the words were stuck in her throat, unable to come out.
"Qiao An, speak!"
Mu Jingxi growled out loud.
Qiao An remained silent, with nothing to say.
There was nothing to say.
Mu Jingxi let go of her and turned to march upstairs, each step taken quickly and heavily.
It was as though he was venting his anger through those heavy footsteps.
"Jiang Xun."
In the bedroom, Mu Jingxi massaged his temples, "Don't let anyone disturb me."
He hadn't slept all night, and was now extremely tired.
Jiang Xun nodded, "Yes, Third Young Master!"
...
The aerospace base.
Xia Lin, confused, couldn't understand why Qiao An would suddenly move out of the Main Building.
Her belongings weren't many, everything could be packed into a single suitcase.
