Three people returned to Qiao Zhiyi's home and sat on the floor around the coffee table with their legs crossed.
Ye Xi glanced at Qiao Zhihuan and handed her a bottle of wine, "Why are you still out so late?"
"Couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk." Qiao Zhihuan said, "Didn't expect to run into you guys by chance."
"How's your leg? Wasn't it already healed before? Why does it seem like you're limping again today?" Qiao Zhiyi stared at her leg. "Is there really nothing wrong? If there is something, you should get it treated early, don't wait until it becomes a chronic issue, and you never recover from it."
Qiao Zhihuan smiled, "It's nothing, just sometimes feel some joint pain. It's off and on, not a big problem."
Ye Xi, sipping her drink, stared at Qiao Zhihuan, "How come your face hasn't healed yet?"
