Not being able to answer the phone right away, that's all too normal.
Considering how worried Little Nuomi was, it would still be best to make a call and confirm her safety.
At least that would put the little guy at ease.
...
Qiao An had been busy in the laboratory all day, focusing on her work with undivided attention.
At ten in the evening, when work ended, she returned to her apartment.
Upon pushing the door open and seeing Mu Jingxi, she was startled.
"When did you get back?"
Mu Jingxi was sitting on the sofa, his body lazily reclined, head tilted slightly back, exuding an indescribably relaxed demeanor.
He opened his eyes, his gaze intense, and his voice husky, "You're back?"
"Yeah."
"Quite early today."
"Been tired all day, wanted to come back early to rest."
Xia Lin, following behind Qiao An, felt for the first time that he was a third wheel.
Now that the two of them got along so harmoniously, was it not time for him to turn around and leave?
