Li Yeqi's footsteps halted, and he closed his eyes briefly, saying, "I know, the photo I sent you back then was of the medicine bottle I found in Xixi's room."
Mou Chenyi sighed lightly, "Since you know, then you must also be aware that putting so much pressure on her will eventually lead to her collapse. If you keep holding on, you might end up hurting her even more."
"Was it Tian Lingyun who sent you to persuade me to let go?" Li Yeqi turned around, his gaze coldly fixed on Mou Chenyi.
In that instant, Mou Chenyi read hostility in his expression. He knew if he continued to persuade, he might just annoy Yeqi, so he said, "No, then you should rest. I'll be waiting downstairs. You can call me if Qisao has any problems."
After saying that, Mou Chenyi turned and walked out.
The man in the room had already walked to the bed, lifted the covers, and lay down. Mou Chenyi shook his head helplessly, closed the door, and went downstairs.
