His face was very pale, but his eyes were stubborn, and the aura he exuded made several people feel a chill down their spines, not daring to stop him rashly.
The noisy footsteps approached, and the door to the ward was pushed open. Mu's mother rushed in, panting, her gaze falling on Mu Tianye, who was standing barefoot on the floor of the ward in his patient gown. A flash of distress crossed her beautiful eyes, which soon turned to anger.
"What are you trying to do, going to find Ning Xiaofei again?"
Mu Tianye let out a cold snort from his nose and took another step forward.
"Young master!"
Lin Zifan made a move to come over but was held back by Mu's mother's arm.
"Show him the thing!"
Lin Zifan immediately took a laptop out of his bag, placed it on the table, flipped it open, and knocked the space bar.
Right away, a voice from Xicheng came out of the computer.
"Xiaofei…"
